By Laura Vaughan
Across my life, I’ve had a couple of broken bones. I finally got cleared from my latest break to resume all activities – but I still can’t lift much of anything. Still, it is mending. I’m thankful.
At the beginning of Lent, Psalm 51 is read at the Ash Wednesday service each year. There’s one verse that grabbed my attention this year: “Let the bones that you have crushed rejoice” (Ps 51:8).