The Same Power

The Same Power

The Same Power The warmth of April sun soaked our earnest conversation. Eyes squinting in the blaze of light, I could just make out the depth of pain splayed across her lovely face. A fresh onslaught of trials had hit this young one, and she was grappling for victory....
The Rush

The Rush

The Rush One morning last week I took a walk alone out on the pier. It’s one of my favorite things to do, one of those things I don’t do nearly often enough. I love walking out over the ocean, hearing the waves swell underneath my feet, feeling the pier...