Knowing God through His Word — Part 19
I grew up in churches where the congregation repeatedly sang the haunting hymn, Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, . . . I loved the melody and the friendly thought of Jesus calling me to come, but I didn’t understand it. In the depths of my spirit, I always sensed that He was calling us into His arms of love. But on more practical, concrete levels. . .
Nature is Wild
The phrase, the wildness of nature, brings memories of waking up in the night to the crash of winter ice breaking up on Lake Geneva . . .
