How to Find Hope in a Dark World

I walked His narrow streets in Bethlehem. I climbed His steep hills in Nazareth. My mind reeled in awe at the possibility—did I stand where His feet trod? My God and Savior. Did [Read more...]
I walked His narrow streets in Bethlehem. I climbed His steep hills in Nazareth. My mind reeled in awe at the possibility—did I stand where His feet trod? My God and Savior. Did [Read more...]
I found it most fitting to spy out my bus window, a young shepherd and his faithful dog, herding the sheep in this town famous for it’s angelic revelation to the shepherds in the fields centuries ago. [Read more...]