Daily Grace
One passage. One idea. A few quiet minutes. Short devotional readings for people being formed by grace, written from a small chair beside still water in Falcon, Colorado.
Pull one up. Read slowly. There is no hurry here.
How Fast the Room Empties
The service would end and people would just stay. Standing in the aisles, in the lobby, in the parking lot, talking about things that mattered, and a couple of nights Alicia and I did not get out of the building until nearly ten.
House to House
That is how it actually spread, and every time the church forgets it, the church calcifies and then it dies, and then somebody in a living room somewhere starts it again.