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Time has no pause button. Time consistently marches forward,
Time has no pause button. Time consistently marches forward, uncaring of what life brings and the interruptions that pressure us to ask our relations...

Do we stand before God dressed in our best costume? And is it
Do we stand before God dressed in our best costume? And is it possible that underneath our flowery words of a proper prayer, what we are actually sayi...

I was prepared for careless words to come spilling forth; words
I was prepared for careless words to come spilling forth; words that would cut me even if they weren’t meant for harm. I had already rehearsed my s...

Panic pressed my heart and I began to walk faster. With each
Panic pressed my heart and I began to walk faster. With each glance I would see a place where I sat and cried, a bench where I prayed or a lonely ha...

A tingle of dread worked its way through my stomach as I realized
A tingle of dread worked its way through my stomach as I realized I had a new label, but unlike all the other labels I had faced in the past, this one...

The weight of my circumstances pressed in on me more than normal
The weight of my circumstances pressed in on me more than normal this week. I acutely felt the demands of a single mom, a career woman, a homeowner an...

There I sat, looking through a thick glass panel at a woman who
There I sat, looking through a thick glass panel at a woman who seemed a little hardened by life. She was distant and almost rude as she asked me a se...