As the sun set over Chase Center on Sunday night, a Muni driver stared at the crowd swelling around the sold-out arena, looking bewildered. “Excuse me,” he said, pulling me aside. “Can you tell me ...
Divine intervention has a way of humbling us, especially when we try to control everything ourselves. When we put all our faith in our own plans, God finds a way to remind us of His presence, often in ...
I still remember the cracks clearly. The first one reverberated up my right leg to let me know something was wrong, while the second immediately followed and sent me into a panic. A sprain? Annoying.