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I woke up praying today, the words already on my lips. Some days are like that. The holiness of it all finds me before my feet find the...

I cannot tell you about all the places I belong without telling you about my family’s dinner table, about the stories my father would...

Some days are breadcrumb days- the kind of days where you wake up and say, “God, please lean a little closer in a not so subtle way...

I was riding the 1 train. I was running late for work. I was worried about the numbers- would we have enough? Would people show up? Would...