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Imperfect Saint
As I sit down to write this, it’s late afternoon. But the sky is darkening as if night is falling. A storm is brewing. Nothing is stirring. It’s the literal calm before the storm.
The scene outside my window mirrors the churning in my soul whenever I try to make sense of the news these days.
In order to cope with the endless stream of unsettling events, I find myself seeking out inspirational and comforting words. And earlier this week I stumbled on just the thing…Keep reading