Learning to see
I walked into the room and sat down in a comfy chair across from my spiritual director. The table next to us held a glass of fall flowers, the small…
When you long for stillness
There’s something about being out of the city that gives me life. Maybe it’s the silence, or at least the exchange of engines roaring on the streets outside my window…
When you wonder if you have enough faith
I’m rereading the intertwined stories of the sick girl and the bleeding woman in Luke 8—a duo of stories that I love—and I discover yet another layer of grace. Jairus,…