Today is my father's birthday. He's no longer here to celebrate it, but each year on this day, I still say a prayer and send him a wish. It's quiet, and it's ours. Memories Can Be Sweet When I was in junior high and high school, my father and I would get up early in… Continue reading What I Remember: Tea with My Father
The world is falling apart around us, and the news is overzealously covering it, social media has once again elected itself judge, jury and executioner; and God hasn't just been forgotten, he has been turned into a disease too many people want to be vaccinated against. Humanity's problem isn't guns, or even racism. Humanity's problem… Continue reading Hashtag This.
Since my word this year is Fellowship, I've been contemplating friendships: how they're formed, how they're nourished, and how they fade away.
Darkness was overtaking me and I felt like I was drowning in a pit with no way to free myself. I needed help in a BIG way.