For me, the madness began about two weeks ago.
Home is where Christ is.
If one bell misses its note, even the smallest one, the whole is affected.
Young people embrace adventure.
For Lent, give up asking.
I hope that Jesus had someone like Connor in his life.
His writing is simple yet beautifully flowing, with an underlying wit and humor.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were making a difference.
The overwhelming joy seems to mock our heartache and magnify our sense of loss.
I’m Martha in the Gospel, so caught up in preparations that I’m missing the voice of Jesus.