I think I would have been happier had I accepted reality. Right to the end, I continued to hope that
You’d think that after creating everything in the world, God would make someplace holy—a mountain, a forest—someplace that would become
Everyone is broken. Everyone has wounds. But when we come together, when we connect, when we are healers and advocates
It’s difficult to find that fine line between the pursuit of a worthy goal and the idolatry of that goal.