
Prayer for Heavy Hearts
How often do we fail to entrust the future to God? How quickly do we worry about what we cannot control?
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How often do we fail to entrust the future to God? How quickly do we worry about what we cannot control?

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, a poet I’ve long admired, once wrote that “hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, ‘It will be happier.’”

Enjoy this lineup of funny, impactful Thanksgiving films!

Consider for a moment the many hands that made the plate of food in front of you possible.

While God invites us to his house every Sunday, he can be found just as easily in a dense wood.

Being this close to the election feels precarious—like we are at some great precipice, and my instinct is to slowly back away.

“Trust in dreams,” author Khalil Gibran once wrote, “for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” Can your mind embrace the concept of such a thing, where time is circular, ceaseless?