A weary road, an open door, and the grace of finding rest. A Christmas Eve sermon on light, home, and being held at last.
The Holy Spirit moves in, reshaping our lives and tuning our hearts, making us a home for divine love to dwell, grow, and send.
One son tried to earn it, the other feared he’d lost it—what keeps us from trusting that the father’s reckless love is truly meant for us too?