The heart of Jesus to seek, to embrace, and to forgive never ceases to astonish me.
I had a birthday recently. Not a milestone or anything, just another passing year. Yet this birthday was significant in that not only did it bring with it the usual end-of-year introspection, it represented the close of the year when Covid-19 changed everything.
Miracles happen every single day in our universe, and you don’t have to be a Christian to believe in them—and to be thankful.
My birth on August 1, 1961, two months early, did not go well. Only three pounds and 11 ounces, I beat the odds and survived. But for the rest of my life I would carry the burden of cerebral palsy. Through the years I have often asked “Why?” and it...