The strange comfort of being real with our pain

Recently I went on a camping trip with my children. Some of the trip was a delight. Pizza with friends, and zip lining with church members was so fantastic. “I cry aloud to God, aloud to God.” Crying out to God is often times the last resort. But when it...
Pilgrimage

Pilgrimage

When I embarked for Spain I was a mere 26. College had passed me by like a tree passing by a fast moving train. Childhood was over in a second, and now I was in the mood to contemplate. Walking helped me get in the right rhythm for the next stage of my life. I...