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When There Are No Words: Advent Reflection
The photos in this piece are the work of Photographer/Writer Gary Fultz “There are many things we don’t have language for,” our instructor Tolu said last Saturday in the One to One Care class I attend. It made me stop. She continued. “Often we don’t have words to...
The Carpenter and the Caterpillar: When Hope Wains
It was one of those Monday mornings in early fall when I realized it was time to move on into a new season, but I wasn’t quite there yet. I was struggling. I grabbed at the minutes, wanting more of them, before I had to pack up my briefcase and head into the office...
One to One
And there it was again, Song of Songs! The binding of my Bible is broken so that it automatically opens to Song of Songs. After a few times of reading over the words I’d underlined over the years, I ignored it and moved on to the Chapters I was studying (one chapter...
When Overcome By the One Who Became
I have come from one place, arrived here, and am now in-between here and the place I am going. I wait in my favorite room facing north with a beautiful view, all yellow and blue like Van Gogh’s Starry Night. This artist trusted his life’s work and was not led...