My child, I know you. I understand your deepest pain, fears and frustrations each day. All that happens around you is before me. You feel alone because you have not opened your eyes to see me besides you. It is
An angry mob, armed with sticks, whips, and other weapons approached an apartment and began demanding that the occupants open the door. Despite the loud, fierce noise, babies’ cries could be heard. The more the mob banged on the door,
I am always fascinated by the dedication of the members of this church. Sometimes, I don’t even know how to say thank you. This week, I am reflecting on the ministry of the Altar Guild. We are so used to
