God Is Just a Word
God. Or god. Was there ever a word as dangerously divisive, or as compassionately empowering, as that tiny three-letter word?
Watching, Waiting, Wondering
Watching…waiting…wondering… with whens and whys and hows that are met with heart-breaking silence or intolerable and offense retorts.
The Simple Act of Authentic Prayer
Please… please.. please… I whispered the words softly, quietly. As I stood in the bridal suite, ready to step out to a church filled with family and friends where my soon-to-be-husband was standing at the altar, I breathed those simple words.
Belonging without fitting in
I was born and raised in rural Wisconsin. Our town had a population of just over 5,000, my high school graduating class was just over 100, and our town has only two stoplights.
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