My church is my second home. Well, maybe my parents’ home where I spent the second part of my childhood (after we moved to town) is my second home. Church is definitely third. It is where I find comfort and where I meet weekly with others in worship. I was a preschooler there, was […]
When We Are Not Meant to Save Them
She finds a seat at the big, white table in my kitchen and I share my warmest blanket with her, a recent gift from a precious friend, because I read recently that heavy blankets calm anxieties. We both hold our cups of coffee, letting them warm our cold hands as if they could heal our […]
