The Body Doesn’t Forget: Loss

The Body Doesn’t Forget: Loss

Last Monday when my alarm sounded, I was still, but my heart pounded as if I was unsafe. My heart raced. I didn’t get it. Perhaps I had been having a bad dream. Why was my heart pounding so? I sat up in bed, rubbed my eyes, took a couple of deep breaths and rose to...
Against All Hope

Against All Hope

What is hope? By definition hope, according to Merriam-Webster- is to “want something to happen or be true” or to “expect with confidence” Perhaps you can relate to this, but there are countless dreams I’ve had that didn’t come to fruition and countless plans that...
A Heart Torn in Two

A Heart Torn in Two

Today I understand, more than ever, what Paul was saying when he proclaimed to the Philippians, “For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain. But if I go on living in the body, this will mean fruitful labor for me. So what shall I choose? I do not know. I am torn...
Open Your Hands O Worshiper

Open Your Hands O Worshiper

I have been struggling to understand how to just be. How to move through and navigate each day? How to just be and breathe and live in the juxtaposition of extremes that come in a day? A day that brings high highs and low lows. How can I ride these waves of emotions:...

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