When the lame walk
I watched a woman walk, yesterday, from her pew to the front of the church. She’d been paralyzed for thirteen years. The details of the past few months – the…
Why you can celebrate anyway
She sits uneasily on a cushion of air pockets to help ease the pain in her bones. Another bone is at the breaking point, consumed by the cancer that has…
Between truth and reconciliation
A choir starts to sing as we stand amidst the 70,000 people, waiting our turn to walk. “Oh happy day (oh happy day), oh happy day (oh happy day) when…