We seem to be relearning the social benefits of building community with our not-so-close neighbors.
A plague is being visited on all of us, but not evenly.
After the resurrection, the disciples’ words failed too.
I’ve been thinking about a French horn teacher I once had.
I'm immunocompromised. My ability to attend worship has long been determined by the CDC.
The people we deem invisible are holding us together right now.