Sa(y)(v(or))ing grace
It was a quiet afternoon for me. No pressing appointments, errands or work to be done. I kept a promise to myself – that I would sit in...
Expect a miracle
In my grandmother's kitchen, a flimsy paper liturgical calendar hung on the wall between two windows over a square table with a speckled...
Love is an act
February, as so many of the messages over the past five or six day that have arrived in my emailbox remind us, is for love. From Amazon’s...