I have a little ritual every morning when I arrive at the church. I dump my stuff in my office, grab a coffee mug and head to the copy room. I turn on the Keurig, put my mug in place, insert a coffee pod, and press the brew button. Then, while Iām waiting for the water to warm up and the coffee to drip, I grab a broom out of my closet, unlock the office entrance door, and sweep the…
A devotional by Miki Clouser Sometimes the simplest things in life remind you of the most profound truths. That happened last week with a friend of mine. I stopped by on Sunday and found her watering her hanging ferns. Both ferns had nests with tiny baby birds in them. She took down the younger nest, and I snapped a photo of the three babies huddled together while she carefully poured water around them. Before she pulled down the second fern,…
A Midweek Devotional from Pam Benedict Towering above us, the church steeple stretched 530 feet into the sky like a sword pointing to heaven. Against the grey, cloud-filled backdrop, the gothic structure loomed large, and we craned our necks for a better view. We had traveled to Ulm in southern Germany to see the tallest church in the world. Inside, I stood in awe. Stained glass windows told stories from Scripture, glowing like jewels. Marble statues of biblical figures lined…