Thursday Prayer

I don’t know what I used to think they mean. Or meant. Or does it matter if I’m not sure anyway? I’m sure I didn’t understand. Good news. Release. Recovery. Freedom. But from these years, and this weight, and the constant heaviness, and the unraveling rage blanket of worry that never fully winds down…. It’s… Read More

Thursday Prayer: For All The Saints

God. It wasn’t just her laugh. Yes, so much, it was her laugh. That. Big. Massive. Explosive. Wonderful. Laugh. But it was also her love. And her relentless hope. And wisdom disguised in silly outfits, strength wrapped in funky jewelry, steadfast service dipped in one-line jokes. It was the way she loved children. It was… Read More