A Brush With Grace

I was almost in tears. “It’s just a jelly roll” my beloved attempted to console me. “It’s not about the jelly roll,” I responded. We sat quiet for a few minutes as we drove over the high point of the bridge crossing the port. The bridge is the best place to get a view ofContinue reading “A Brush With Grace”

Stewardship in the Inner City

At our church, we have a board inside the narthex that has the register of attendance and offerings.  This board has numbers on it: our attendance the previous week and the attendance to the corresponding week last year, it includes our weekly giving goal, and our offering from last week.  This is, of course, notContinue reading “Stewardship in the Inner City”