a prayer for a child

In this season of the coronavirus pandemic, there are so many adults talking. So many projections and statistics, so much advice and expertise – and this is mostly right and good, many of the voices well-meaning, well-informed, and truly helpful. As an adult, I realize that I am adding my voice to the din. IfContinue reading “a prayer for a child”

glory

My husband has taught me to love trees. He has always loved them, enjoyed them, and seen them in ways that I have had to learn. To begin to see a tree, I like to run my hands along its bark. I try to wait and watch as its leaves give shape to the breezeContinue reading “glory”

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