A little less than a year ago, I was supposed to leave home for college. I had been sick for months and, deep down, I knew I wasn’t well...

One still night in Bethlehem A babe was born in cattle stall Made flesh to drink my bitter cup To pay the debt I owe A tender cry...

I looked down at my hands and found them empty, though I’d prayed and prayed and prayed for something good. And I wondered if the God of...