“Trauma doesn’t have to speak for us to see it is present. It announces itself in abandoned decorations from another season. It whispers through the holes of broken toys. It screams from stickers slapped on doors.”

“Trauma doesn’t have to speak for us to see it is present. It announces itself in abandoned decorations from another season. It whispers through the holes of broken toys. It screams from stickers slapped on doors.”
by Karen Martin Kepner God, you saw me. I got out of the car and put on my mask. I opened the back gate of
by Desiree’ Uhrich Mothering God, you give us birth. You birth us into all time and place, even into pandemic, even into a world groaning
Today, Tom Hanks and his wife, Rita Wilson arrived home to the United States after recovering from the corona virus in Australia. Thanks be to
Tonight it hits me hard: the losses, the tsunami approaching, the preparation that is less than we need and all that we have. The Zoom
But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: Do not fear, for I have redeemed