I stayed on the phone with my husband as I drove up to the prison, its jagged stone facade stretching outward from a large, pointed, central turret. If it had not been nestled within the beautiful, rolling landscape of the lower Catskill mountains, I thought, this building would look much more omino
You fold this sweater the way a mothbuilds halls from the darkness it needsto go on living—safe inside this closet a family is gathering for dinner, cashmerewith oil, some garlic, a little salt, litand wings warmed by mealtime stories about flying at night into small firesgrazing on
We are called to travel many paths some that challenge us others that inspire us To trust in God is to trust that whatever path we are now on is the one that will ultimately bring us to the Promised Land This is easy to say especially when one rsquo s path is not meandering through war zones or