Where grief and joy mingle.

I had been dating him for a few months when, while cooking dinner in his kitchen, he wrapped his arms around me and began singing a tune we could slow dance to—right there, next to the hot stove.

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Am I Enough

Colored pencils, water-color paints, and paper were the tactile elements offered to those of us present during a recent Sunday morning service where we were invited to use these items to represent the questions offered for contemplation.

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In Praise of Smallness

“You’re re-inventing yourself, aren’t you?”

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Haircare, Healing, and Hope: My Run-In with Jesus

So I was showering this morning when a startling tidbit of information confronted me. 

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