God of now, of this moment: You know what this year has been like—those awesome soul-smiling moments, and also those dark parts. Through it all
A British psychologist says this coming Monday will be the saddest day of the year. I’ve heard it called “Blue Monday”–The third Monday in January.
It’s a rear-view mirror kind of week. The Christmas tree is about to go, and the New Year’s fireworks are on the verge. It makes
New year, new you? Or maybe just a new-and-improved-you? Your soul feels like a tape deck and you want to be an iPod. I think
It’s Christmas Day. A baby cries. It will not be the last time. A mother is tired. It will not be the last time. Hope
It was a high school party on December 31st. At 11:55 p.m. a friend I played hockey with said his resolution was to quit smoking.