Nancy Kennedy
The window in the sanctuary of Seven Rivers Presbyterian Church, Lecanto, Fla. The steel beams form the shape of a cross.
Look to the cross

As I write this, I’m sitting in church.
It’s a Saturday night, although at this time during the summer months it’s still daylight outside.
I’m jotting these notes down on my sermon outline and I’m praying I don’t run out of room. I’m also praying that the pastor will forgive me for writing while he’s speaking. He probably thinks I’m taking copious notes, which I am. But the notes, I think, are on what God is speaking to my heart at this moment.