“The body of Christ, broken for you.” The woman’s voice echoed in my ears weeks after I stood before her and tore a small piece of bread from the loaf. I’ve taken communion more times than I can possibly count, but this instance is cemented in my memory as the first time a person of…
For the summer the devotional team members at The Glorious Table are taking a much-deserved break from the regularly scheduled Milk & Honey devotions on Saturdays. This season is one of extraordinary busyness, beautiful weather, wild family vacations, and, in general, everything simply being different than the rest of the year. So instead of the usual post to read…
“Rats.” I lift the glass from the dishwasher and hold it up against the light from the window. Spots mar its transparency. I wonder if my machine is on its last leg or if the problem is the new detergent I bought. Maybe I’m out of rinse booster, or could it be the way the…