But Now, I Have Seen

On Sunday, someone brought a guest to me. He was immediately likeable. I started a friendly hello, but then I learned: he was deaf. He had a small pad of paper and pen stowed in his shirt pocket, so we scribbled messages back and forth. He was obviously gentle and kind. After a few introductions, … Continue reading But Now, I Have Seen


Wave Walks and Victory Laps

I needed to be able to feel and yet unwaveringly trust, so that my faithfulness and unity would never be vulnerable to my pain. I needed to be my Father's daughter when I didn't feel like it.