On Monday, September 8, the coastal weather was hot, dry, and windy. We're accustomed to cold, wet, and windy, so this storm was a little different. As I stood on the front steps enjoying the powerful gusts, I had no idea how different it was about to be. I could hear the crackling of trees snapping not far away. We lost power and started our usual drill of lighting candles and lamps.
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Whittling Souls
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| A work in progress, just like me. |
When we want someone to hear something really important, we ask for silence. It’s the time to look away from the phone, shut off the TV, remove the headphones, stop talking, and LISTEN. It’s time to focus. I feel very strongly that 2020 is calling upon each of us to do that right now.
To my conservative friends
I want to put out an appeal to my friends who are conservative. I know there are some among you who have felt worried about the state of things, who have heard conflicting things about Trump and don't know what to believe.
Close the Camps
A couple of days ago I packed up my sister and my kiddos and attended a rally in support of closing the camps on the southern border of the United States. In recent weeks, several reports have come out describing the horrific conditions under which immigrants are living (and dying) and each report seems worse than the last. Like many people, I have been left with a sense of helplessness and sickened with horror.
Christ, the Refugee
So here we are at Easter. My mind is stuck on a conversation I had yesterday with a friend who is undocumented. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she talked about losing everyone to come here with her husband and children. Obviously someone doesn't do that unless the situation is dire. Now her husband's father is on his death bed in Mexico, and they can't do what most of us take for granted: go home and say goodbye.
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