I was standing on a crowded Washington DC metro one morning, nauseated from all of this bouncing wild like a tennis ball inside of me. I glanced at the faces around me—a mixture of beautiful colors and cultures from around the world and no doubt carrying unseen burdens. Each believed a variety of things about God, and each had been brought to this moment down a long path I knew nothing about. I realized that likely not one of these…
Christy BerghoefSeptember 4, 2023