Back to the Second Beginning . . .

God of Israel, in whom there is neither Jew nor Gentile, slave nor free, male nor female—thank you for welcoming me into your family...

It’s easy to focus on the pothole. But what if God is growing something right in the middle of the mess?

Perhaps you feel unseen, overlooked, and stained from whatever sin that’s still sticking to you, or maybe you have been given a label from...