Religion

He Is Strong Enough

He Is Strong Enough

Sometimes I get homesick for my mother in the kitchen on summer mornings, drinking her coffee and making muffins in her bathrobe. I remember the sights and sounds of those lazy mornings when I was a kid: the oven door opening and closing, the muffled chatter of talk shows on the television, that particularly peaceful way that light streams into your bedroom on a morning when you’re a kid who has no place to be.

A Faithful Witness
A Faithful Witness

A Faithful Witness

“But Ruth said, “Do not urge me to leave you or turn back from following you; for where you go, I will go, and where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God, my God.”

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