Broken, Beautiful Butterfly

Broken, Beautiful Butterfly

Broken. That’s what it was now, broken, with an asymmetrical flutter to wings that only moments before lifted the butterfly in a dance around the church lawn. Only a few seconds ago I had stood watching sunlight reflect off of its colorful wings as it bounced...

Radical Living, Radical Trust

I’m ready for a radical kind of life.  But am I really? The economy has been pressing down on our family for months now, and I feel as if I had been climbing a great mountain on my way to a spectacular view — only to hit an unexpected rockslide.  I cling...
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