I often say that I don’t know how people live without faith—without Jesus, or without hope. And I mean that because hope is central to nearly everything in my life. Society uses the word hope casually and often. I hope this works out. I hope things get better. But do we pause long enough to ask what we really mean? Is that hope, or is it simply wishful thinking dressed up in polite language?
As I prepare to retire in June, I find myself reflecting on the countless blessings of this journey and the lessons I’ve learned about purpose and service. For me,..
Our tears carry a message of pain and sorrow; loss and fear; love and lost love. They are our body’s way of discharging the energy that collects around any pain we are..
Courage. How does it exist without faith? I’ve never understood where courage could come from if not from God Almighty. We aren’t born with an innate ability to overcome..
I depended on Wikipedia for this information. I suppose if I were younger, I would have consulted ChatGPT or a similar artificial intelligence medium.
There is a saying attributed to St. Augustine that lingers in my thinking. It has come to mind multiple times in the past several months as many I know are struggling to..
One of my core beliefs comes from a Haitian Proverb: "The Neighborhood is the Family."
I might as well just come right out and say it--sometimes I am a grumpy Christian. For the most part, no one knows except God, who is, sadly, all too aware. My face to..
Character. Conscience. Consequence. Courage. Everyone loves a good alliteration--the consistent sound of one letter followed by different combinations which help to link..
I look at the wonderful clock that my very grown daughter supplied for Christmas, 2024 and I smile at the thought of this child of mine--now in her 60’s. I nod to the..
