From the Heart
The Calling
Mina slouched in her seat, staring at her shoes. How did she get here? She snuck a glance at the others staggered in a rough circle of folding metal chairs. She’d been at Hope House for ten days, but this was her first group session. The last week...
Finding Father
“Papa, you can’t leave. It’s too dangerous,” Mahala pleaded. “Little one, I must go. It’s the only hope for Tobah. I will return at day’s end.” Mahala stepped aside and watched her father disappear over the ridge. She...
Lessons from the Slopes
Last month, my boys were supposed to go skiing with their scout troop, but couldn’t go because they were sick. It’s been a year full of disappointments, so I wanted to make it up to them and take them skiing. For a little background, the last time I...