a meditation for Resurrection Sunday
A meditation for Holy Saturday
for the new grads- why we do what we do.
a story for the first week of Advent.
I wept a lot that day. It started early, just after eight. He is always there early, usually before I come in bleary-eyed at 8:05. The first day I met him he was in his "spot"...
"...'cause you're still my girl in the bad days."
thanksgiving to the father of lights
for those days when I think, "God what do you want me to do?!" and he says, "worship Me."