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With Love, Ruth and Naomi

The three widows were travelling down the dusty, dirt road. And suddenly, they stopped, and began to talk. And as they talked they began to weep, clinging to each other....

We See What we Want to See

He wisely replied to my observation, “Anne, people see what they want to see.” I had just shared how puzzling it was that people could reach very dissimilar conclusions about...

When Nature Sings for Joy

There are moments in life you could just weep for the beauty. Moments, so exquisite, they are like a foretaste of heaven. Where everything aligns. And the veil between earth...

Recognizing the Divine in Our Midst

When I was an educator in the public school system there was an assumption that an educational expert was anyone who lived at least 50 miles away. This meant that...

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing

Sometimes it is hard to recognize darkness. For it can come dressed up in a nice suit, pretty packaging, and a smooth sales pitch. Because it is slick and alluring,...