Not Dumb Forever
“God wounds only to heal.” His eyes were filled with compassion, as he spoke these mysterious words. Moments ago, this priest had told me that God was going to answer my prayer for joy (fulfilled first here); now he seemed…
Flowers in the Desert
“Flowers in the desert” my friends and I would call these little graces, gifts of hope or promise during times that seemed dominated by absence. They varied in nature or significance: A chance encounter on a plane. An intriguing new…
