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One of my children felt the need to defend the family honour yesterday. One of those schoolyard/classroom discussions about ‘my… Read More More than Words
One of my children felt the need to defend the family honour yesterday. One of those schoolyard/classroom discussions about ‘my… Read More More than Words
Yesterday I sat in a parking lot, crying in my van. This isn’t the first time. The most memorable occasion… Read More God is in the Room
My son’s gymnastics facility is the loudest place on the planet. Really. Not kidding. A kid’s wilderness dream haven of… Read More It's Normal to Fuss
One of the most intimidating and beautiful parts of my chaplaincy training is walking with people through their end of… Read More Taking Stock