God of the wilderness, you find us in forgotten places and raise us to new life with every dawn. In times of grief and pain
A Psalm of Creation and the comfort of ritual.
A word for those facing storms: past, present, and imminent.
Prill and I have been friends for 35 years. For most of those years, she has lived in the same location, the same house. Because
Around Thanksgiving, a friend confessed that the thing he needed most this Christmas was some hope. His plea would not let me be: “Do you
Yesterday I attended the funeral of Father Joseph Nolan, a priest who served the Catholic church near me. Fr. Nolan was a good and faithful