Praying in Hope When There’s Hell on Earth
Snatching an hour of sunshine, I sit on a bench beneath maple trees, feeling the breeze gentle on my face, the light’s warm fingers caressing my shoulders. The sun-warmed tang…
Photo by Lacey Hill Photography.
An Open Letter to My Niece on her Wedding Day
Dear Katie, We’re about 4500 km apart as the crow flies—closer to 6000 if you drive—but thanks to a video camera and Youtube, I’ve just watched you transition from girlhood…
The Surprising Way Trust Speaks
“I believed; therefore, I said. . .” Let’s pause there for a moment. How would you complete that sentence? “I believed; therefore, I said . . . thank You”? Or…