Prayer by Comparison
Hannah Hladek
I know many people who are beautiful pray-ers. They’re the people who sound like professional public speakers, who never stumble over their words, and
I know many people who are beautiful pray-ers. They’re the people who sound like professional public speakers, who never stumble over their words, and
“Can I cry?” The deluge of tears and snot began, of course, before this terse sentence had even left my lips. I was mired
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He’s looking at me with that look in his eyes, the one that holds the monsoon. The tears are coming, the fit, the fight.
My husband and I met Josh and Wendy when we moved to York, Pennsylvania, and started looking for a church. Wendy immediately introduced herself,
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All of these things have been said by my family in the past month … “Mom, the only question you helped me with on
Hello, Darling, I was talking about dancing yesterday with Emma, our Marketing Strategist, who sits at the desk next to me. Dancing is moving
The call toBe you, Bravelyis concurrently empowering and intimidating. We get that. Sometimes it’s hard to know where to start or identify exactly what