God is still speaking

I hear his voice in the wise words of John Pavlovitz, sharing his Four Promises – If I Have Gay Children

And I raise my own to thank God for my children.


I hear his voice in the snap of fresh strawberries picked from the stem in the farmer’s field in the middle of spring.

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I hear his voice in the declarations that adorn the walls of the Institute for Contemporary Art in Richmond.

I hear his voice in the color of this world, in the differences and the diversity, in the depths of my heart.