How To Find Hope When Expectations Don’t Fit
The man moved slowly toward me on the sidewalk, then paused, the small creature on the end of the leash he held dwarfed by the man’s size. I walked toward…
The man moved slowly toward me on the sidewalk, then paused, the small creature on the end of the leash he held dwarfed by the man’s size. I walked toward…
It’s early morning. The sky is dark, and the first birds haven’t yet begun to sing. My companions all sleep, but I’ve been awake, thinking about the healing last night…
Sometimes I encounter a perfectly good word that has, in my mind, grown into a bad word. And sometimes I’m invited to let that word become itself again, a neutral…