There’s something beautifully ordinary about a Wednesday night. It’s not the fresh start of Monday, and it’s not the celebratory sigh of Friday. It’s the
The thoughts, experiences and views of the unique person God knows as me
There’s something beautifully ordinary about a Wednesday night. It’s not the fresh start of Monday, and it’s not the celebratory sigh of Friday. It’s the
Monday nights have a very particular flavour. They are not quite the fresh start of a Monday morning, not yet the relief of midweek, and
The world has been in a precarious and dangerous place for quite some time, but in the last week or two, things have escalated even
There’s a phrase we use so often that it can start to sound like a cliché: “There’s light at the end of the tunnel.” But
Earlier today on Bellshill Salvation Army Band’s Facebook page I shared the devotions I shared at our band practice last Wednesday evening. I’d like to share those
There’s a particular kind of joy that only comes at this time of year—the quiet, almost surprising delight of stepping outside to head to work