“This week has been so full of God moments, it’s hard to pick just one” I say to my friends as we sit in a quiet coffee shop, catching up and sharing about our weeks. I had been pondering how I’d answer this question all day today and especially in Adoration prior to our gathering. Would I share about the mercy and love I felt in the confessional? How about the breath-taking beauty of the 80,000-year comet my husband and I saw on Tuesday? What about the rejuvenating peace of the changing seasons that I savored on my walks this week? Or should I pick the leisurely lunch with a…
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It’s a Tuesday morning and I’m in the drive-thru at my favorite coffee shop. I’m currently under caffeinated and overly anxious about the million and one things I have on my to-do list. The impatient tap-tap-tapping of my fingernails on my steering wheel compliments the song lowly humming in my car. The bright morning sun shines through my windshield, warming the spot between my eyebrows. I stare intently at the clock. It changes to 7:52 and I frown as I contemplate the audacity of the guy in the blue Ford Fusion in front of me. We’ve both been in line for the past 20 minutes and now that he’s finally…
