Mar 22, 2019 Calling and Purpose
Ever since I can remember noticing my feelings and moods, I had “black spots”—hours or even days when I would “disappear” into a dark and unpleasant hole. My life would appear pointless. My happiness but a memory. I remember lying wrapped in my duvet at home as a...
Feb 15, 2017 Calling and Purpose
He whispered to me this morning while I was making coffee. Amongst the sound of the grinding of beans, his voice spoke through my own lips. “This is not the way.” He didn’t refer to the way I was grinding the beans. I don’t think he has much to say on that subject. He...
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