Because there was so much pain and so much grief around the time my brother died—I was abandoned by my extended family, mostly because I lived here and they lived…
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WNIJ Perspective: It’s Time for More Research on This Rare Disease When Amy Anderson stumbled, she heard a loud pop. Her ankle had completely folded over. She’d torn her…
A gentleman on Facebook asked me to say how I know Christianity is true. My post questioning God about King Saul prompted his questions and our conversation. Eric is particularly…
July 3, 2025 Last week Friday, I dreamed thousands of books had to be moved “yesterday“ because my time at school was done. Their spines were all kinds of colors,…
Sunday, April 27 While I listened to Martin Shaw’s essay “The Merrie, a Reliquary for Saints Yet To Come “ I poured water into the buckets, making sure the end…
March 31, 2025 I walk into the cold, not dressed for it–no vest under my coat, my gloves mere calfskin. My hands are stiff and red by the time I…
Sometime Around March 18,2025 Two red wing blackbirds settled on twigs as I walked back towards the turn towards home. It’s good to see them again, to see them eyeing…
Saturday, March 15, 2025 I woke this morning to a hard wind and eerily hazy sky. The sun was blurred as if waxed paper was stretched over it. As I…
Early, when angels and demons duel over their charges, I woke, my legs singing with electricity. Blondie’s song, “Call me, call me any day or night. Cover me with kisses,…