Fighting Fear, Grasping Grace

The knock made me jump. I looked out the front door to see dark hair and a young face beneath a black-and-white baseball cap and the cold grip of fear seized my heart. I grabbed the phone and ushered my boys into their bedroom, far away from the door and that baseball...

Why I Write The Difficult

We woke yesterday morning to news of horrendous tragedy. Again, we utter prayers that plead for victims and families, to those who will forever be changed because of one man’s horrific actions. Our responses are similar, I’m sure. “How could this happen?” “There are...

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