walking path coming into a clearing and going back into the darker area under the trees

Anxiety & Holy Week

I’m writing this at 2:53AM and sleep is elusive. I can feel the anxiety in my body — shortness of breath, wide awake, adrenaline pumping through my veins and a mind that races. This is new territory with a pandemic now being part of our global narrative. I know in my head that anxiety, for…

Weep Together

Written by: Jarrod Justice   The woman in the purple dress said, “My eight-year-old granddaughter was diagnosed with cancer this week—and I wanted a drink so bad.” The room fell silent. Suddenly I could feel my heart stand at attention. It was like a queen had entered, speaking to her most trusted advisers. We all…