Mother Teresa said, “I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.” Unfortunately my pencil lead keeps breaking.
Mother Teresa said, “I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.” Unfortunately my pencil lead keeps breaking.
I was in the middle of the first part of a three-step prayer yesterday evening when my whinny little four-year suddenly bursted into my room and demanded he needed a fresh pair socks at that very moment so he could put on his shoes to go back outside. It jolted me out my prayer and […]
I have a friend who says that there is no such things as coincidences. Everything happens for a reason. The mathematician inside of me is skeptical with images of probability calculations and statistical charts. I am resistant to ascribe a higher meaning to why I ran into a former student yesterday, but it feels at […]