As we talk about masks, vaccines, and our individual rights, everyone seems to have strong feelings. Some see the public health crisis as a clear justification to require all to be vaccinated. And many of them are afraid of what will come if we do not get the virus under control. Many see no room... Continue Reading →
She spent hours putting pen to paper, spilling ink from her deepest wounds, filling pages, searching for meaning. Sometimes, she had to coax the words to come, as though she were slowly untangling a knot. But she needed these words, needed their power to tell her story. So, she pulled them out, one by one,... Continue Reading →
I was thinking today about how small moments and the stories we tell surrounding them can shape us. They can help us find a path where we can be more fully ourselves. Or they can lead us down a path of hiding. And we need each other to see the paths more clearly. We need... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 