To sing is to pray twice
I was eight years old when our church building burned to the ground. While the church was undergoing reconstruction, our
Linda Post Bushkofsky
To you, with love
The love affair began when I was eight-years-old. Our third-grade class from the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania got pen pals
Bold women are part of our faith’s genealogy
Have you ever thought about Mary as a bold woman? Our Advent memories of Mary’s song of justice have not
Role models in literature, life
There are only two books I’ve ever read more than once. One of them is A Wrinkle in Time, by
For all the saints
It was my first trimester of college, and I sang soprano in the chapel choir. That normally meant weekly rehearsals
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