“Wait, I know you,” a stranger said as her eyes gleamed a familiar approval. “You’re Ian’s mom.” I smiled and peeked back at Ian and Gina, and then looked...
"The world is weighty with suffering, and the shadows push hard into every corner. Strength is so easily melted like candle wax in this present time, even for the...
It was Sunday, and the disciples slept. The crowds slept. The judge and jury slept it off like a bad bender. But before dawn, three women walked. It was...
In 2012, I wrote about freedom and values and pro-this and anti-that and the war of words that rages in political years, and the growing ache inside of me...
We walk into understanding. We walk into wholeness. He completes every small thing that concerns us as we walk. Eyes become clear and legs become strong. Hands become eager...