When I was 13, I learned what made my heart sing. It started with a simple calculation, one that, in sports-crazed small-town Northwest Iowa, seemed to make sense.
Whether the mountain I'm climbing is literal or metaphorical, I embrace the time and energy and inconvenience, because through the process I'm refreshed and renewed, and find life and joy in God.
I hesitate to say that fishing makes me feel most alive, that it makes my heart sing, because it seems cliché. But it does.
What gives you joy? What blows your hair back? What gives you life?
When do you feel most alive? What's that thing that makes your heart sing?
Experiencing God's presence in the life of the church