Marvels and Misfits

The past year was one of marvels and misfits. In mid-September, I penned an emotional entry in my prayer journal. It had been more than a year since I left stable employment on a spiritual journey to an undisclosed place of purpose. With my next step still...

To and Fro

To and fro. Those three small words have been heavy on my mind lately. For more than half of my life, I have held a negative view of “to and fro.” Sermons and songs have drummed into my head that the devil goes “to and fro in the Earth” (Job 1:7...

Closed Mouths

Every once in a while, I cross paths with someone with a brand of audacity that I observe with an odd combination of disdain and admiration. Yesterday was one of such occasions. When I approached the checkout section at the grocery store, I joined a line...