Yesterday was a Sunday. Nothing seemingly special to it, I slept in a little and then went to church. While talking to some friends, I hear…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Yesterday was a Sunday. Nothing seemingly special to it, I slept in a little and then went to church. While talking to some friends, I hear…
“The flesh can bear only a certain number of wounds and no more, but the soul can bleed in ten thousand ways, and die over…
Often when I tell someone my son died by suicide, they say “I can’t imagine.” No, you cannot. I could not imagine it before when…