Grief has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it. I recently have really been missing my grandfather; his words, his advice, his kindness. I’m sitting on the train wondering what I should blog about this month and that grief brought me back to something I wrote back in November. … Continue reading My Grandfather’s Hands
It is not weakness to accept that you lack the capacity to do something. It’s actually strength.
In my free time I consider myself an activist. I enjoy learning about justice and advocating for people who are oppressed. I enjoy learning and the harms that society has brought on the most vulnerable and thinking of ways to heal those harms. I also am a Christian. I love Jesus, I read my Bible … Continue reading The grace of God is a miracle