Grace for the road


It feels heavy today. I thought that as the fog piled up around me in the wee morning hours, clogging the headlight beams, tossing itself over my car like one of those dense blankets you throw over a fire to smother the flames. And inside I felt a little bit smothered. Life unleashed a lot this week. And I wasn’t ready. Do you ever have those days or weeks when you feel… Read More

I’m up early this morning. Extra early. The kind of early that hurts. My eyes are full of sandpaper, but my mind is running all-out sprints, like it’s on an episode of Supermarket Sweep and trying to get to the diapers and “grind your own coffee” aisle faster than anyone else. It’s like those moments in college when you wake up and on the way to the bathroom bump into a friend who… Read More

What does it mean for us to really believe that God can pluck us from a sea of billions and give us freedom? It wrecks us. The round beams from the headlamps chased each other up the dim stairwells. We followed them. I ran my fingers along the dusty walls of the corridors. Not much traffic passes this way. Even in the dark, that much was clear. The beams kept running on ahead of us,… Read More


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