We live in a culture of information overload and 24-7 connectivity, and we are exhausted.

My husband found the postcard first; it was wedged sideways in our front doorframe. A friend was planning a gathering at her home—and I was invited.

If you’re like me, you may have found yourself walking towards Him, only to become easily distracted.

He invited me to a table unlike any I had ever known where I encountered the stunning sacred in the depths of a sea of suffering.