January 26, 2020
There are times when the clouds part and we see God staring at us through another’s eyes. It has happened to me in food kitchens and homeless shelters. It has happened in hospital beds. It has happened when folks show up on my doorstep with freshly baked bread. It has happened on mission trips abroad.
July 2, 2017
I’ve hated hospitals most of my life. Growing up, we rarely went to them unless something was seriously wrong. Our family health code was, “keep your guts on the inside and walk it off.” Partly due to lack of medical coverage and partly due to old fashioned Slovakian/Irish pride and stubbornness. That changed when I was in… Read More »