I made a mistake this morning. Not a life-changing, earth-shattering mistake, mind you, but a mistake nonetheless. Easter weekend was busy, but terrific. I spent time with friends, sang great songs with great friends, preached several sermons on the resurrection of Jesus, and then spent the day with my family. I went to bed last night feeling blessed. Beyond blessed, hopeful that God has provided a way to fix the broken parts of our world. Easter is great like that. We take time to gaze intently at what God has done and can do on our behalf. This morning I got out of bed, made my morning coffe...
