Dear You, I know. I know what it’s like to trudge through knee-high snow, in the woods, at midnight, without a coat, during a blizzard, and squint through those icy bites, looking for that warm candle…
Posts tagged Poverty
You Invited Me In
‘For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you…
Blessed are the poor in what now?
“Oh, I know what would be a good idea,” I thought, “I’ll write about the Beatitudes. One post per Beatitude. That’ll be soooo easy.” Then, I opened my Bible, re-read the Beatitudes and went, “Well, crap.”