Looking down to look up: the gift of Lent
Sometimes you can only look down. But even that can help you see up. She smiles straight into my eyes as she touches the cross-shaped ash onto my forehead, one…
Sometimes you can only look down. But even that can help you see up. She smiles straight into my eyes as she touches the cross-shaped ash onto my forehead, one…
Christmas may be over and the new year begun, but I’m still lingering in advent. There's a gift here too precious to rush past. A gift that I'll need every day…
Around curve after curve he leads me, winding along back country roads. He yields to another car and I wait behind him, then follow into the middle lane of the…