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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