There’s something about maintaining the speed limit that feels right to me. When I’m pushed to drive faster by a tailgater, I feel out of control. Maybe that’s because I am.
Giving God My Mangos
Here in South Asia I attend a church on Sunday evenings. This time of worship includes boys and girls of all ages who come from four different homes that care for vulnerable and at-risk children and youth in the city. They all have different stories and backgrounds but the same desire to learn about Jesus.