One of our ministries is a small farm project with a group of adults with intellectual disabilities. We live in a subtropical climate, so we can plant seeds pretty much all year round. Every time it is the same thing:

When each of us is born, we enter into cold, bright vulnerability.

I’ve been reading through Isaiah recently, and the theme of trusting in God keeps coming up. Chapter after chapter, God calls His people out for worshiping false gods and seeking refuge in places other than Himself. In the

I look at my children and somehow think that in the arena of faith, they need to "