Passing the Peace

Passing the Peace

The oil dripped down from my forehead along the side of my nose. The cross I had been marked with was now running down my face. I wiped it with my hand, a gesture that surely looked like blotting tears to an observer. Perhaps it should have been tears, as the holy oil...

Surgery Tomorrow

This past week has been one of preparation. At home, at work, in relationships, with family, I have been preparing to be out of commission for a brief time following tomorrow’s surgery.Today was a culmination of that preparation as I worked to get the last...