We are chasing our tails when we believe the world might actually meet our needs.
Perhaps Paul wasn’t proving his qualifications to his audience as much as he was reminding himself?
A personal log of loss and pain can either soften us toward our travel companions or callous our hearts.
The light helps us see and sort out all the little adulteries of our heart; the secret and sinful leanings that all humans possess.
My friend and I got it in our heads to rise before dawn and hike a hill to meet the sun on Easter morning.