Spiritual Growth
From Despair to Dawn
There’s a place so lonely, so frightening, it’s closer to hope than you can imagine.
There’s a place so lonely, so frightening, it’s closer to hope than you can imagine.
I spent most of last week in North Carolina with activities surrounding the funeral for my mom. She just turned 60 last month and I’m sure she wouldn’t have died so young if my dad hadn’t died at the young age of 56 a few years ago. There was pr …
My young daughter has a scar at the top of her rib cage, just under her right arm. Sometimes I’ll go for weeks, even months, forgetting that it’s there. Then, in a moment, I’ll catch a glimpse of it. And, in that moment, it’s like I’m transporte …
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