John 10:11-18
Year B
What does belonging feel like?
I grew up in Michigan where our ranch-style home had an acre lot full of towering maples and oaks. My father hung a tree swing from the limb of one giant maple. I spent my childhood summers rolling in the grass with my dog, crushing dandelions, and burning little pieces of wood with a magnifying glass. Whenever I’m near hardwood trees, I get the feeling of home.
I meet with a...
