Stories about Psalm 139

The Fulcrum of Belief.

The words from Psalm 139 hung in the stillness of the air – and in my heart. I felt the tension as I held up a hand-painted coffee cup....

This isn’t about the Uproar.

This week, a man went on trial for murder. Eight of them. Seven infants. One woman. This week, there was an uproar that more was not made of the...