All in higher power

Hitchhiking home

My girlfriend texted me one night last week asking for my help in praying for her grandmother who had dementia and was missing. The city's police ground and helicopter officers were all searching yet hadn't been able to locate her.

The fraud at church

My mom did her best trying to raise us kids in a Catholic Church, but I never knew an intimate relationship with God through the memorization of prayers in CCD class, nor did I ever understand a message the foreign Priest would share on Sundays through his battered and broken English (bless his heart, he sure did try).