The Drawer I Never Quite Close
There's a kitchen drawer in my house that doesn't close all the way, and I've stopped trying to fix it.
Continue reading → The Drive Home Nobody Saw
A prayer for the ordinary transit between one thing and the next — the minutes we spend alone in the car, unwitnessed.
Continue reading →The Morning the Fog Didn't Lift
Some mornings the world stays hidden longer than you'd like, and you have to decide what to do with that.
Continue reading →The Hem of His Garment: A Reflection on Mark 5:25–34
She had spent everything she had, and still she reached. There's something in that I can't quite leave alone.
Continue reading →The Night I Can't Seem to Shake
A prayer for the restless hours when sleep won't come and the mind won't quiet down.
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