Faith

Of being “worn”, the power of community, a confession, and a choice

There are days.  They often come in waves. I wake up and I feel a heaviness on my chest.  Nothing tragic, just the wear of the day to day. The loneliness, the weariness, I am tired.  I put on the song “Worn” by Tenth Avenue North (video and lyrics here) and lift my tear-filled eyes. The lyrics …

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The least of these

I didn’t post a sibling picture yesterday on Facebook.  Sometimes these things are complicated. I lost my little brother to cancer when he was just 35 years old.  It will be TWENTY years next month.  How odd time is. But sometimes it is thorny to post things.  I know I am not the only one. It reminded me of …

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