Hope. I want it. I search for it. I try to hold onto it when I find it. During Christmas, I sing, teach, greet, write, and listen to pastors speak words of hope. Yet, in
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Hope. I want it. I search for it. I try to hold onto it when I find it. During Christmas, I sing, teach, greet, write, and listen to pastors speak words of hope. Yet, in
Read moreAnother year, another loss. The waves of sorrow and pain come and go, from gentle swells to emotional monsoons. Some we can predict. Others come out of the blue. Pain Follows Pain My forty-two-year-old nephew
Read moreChristmas makes it really difficult for me to keep secrets. When I was a child, the suspense of not knowing what was in the packages with my name on them was torturous. Because of that
Read moreWhat the cost? I thought. People were gathered on the street corner as I made my way to the library. I forged a path through the crowd to find a sight I’d never seen before,
Read moreWhen you’re told something over and over again, it’s not hard to believe it. For as long as I can remember, my family has told me how much God loves me. The salvation story was
Read moreThere’s something strange about growing up. When you’re a little kid, everything is possible. You can be an astronaut, president, a solider, firefighter, and you can even be Spider Man. You’re free to be a
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