She’s not writing as a “theologian” but she’s doing some darn good theology. Doing the word that she is hearing and giving place in her heart.
Well, here we are, trudging through May.
Somehow, we’re already on the second week, and if you’re feeling like time is traveling at breakneck speed, then get in line.
I’ve received a lot of messages from thoughtful, lovely humans asking how my mom is doing in her stroke recovery. And, honestly, she’s doing amazing. She is my hero, and has made a remarkable recovery so far.
But reflecting on her journey, since that fateful evening, December 27, I’ve also done some reflecting on my own journey.
I’ve learned a lot of things. Some pretty important – like relearning how to drive a car. Because yes, the stereotype is true that New Yorkers don’t know how to drive. Some trivial, like never to take an Aspirin on an empty stomach.
But if I were to boil down the biggest thing I’ve learned from this journey so far, besides the…
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