Hands were meant to grasp, fingers to intertwine, eyes to be seen, feet to walk, mouths to speak, and there are no exceptions. That means you, you refugee.
This morning as we played Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" speech for our three-year old, she listened contently. Here are a few of her comments:
God is not confined by space and time, but because He is Love He meets us where we are at.