Spiritual reflections on the meaning of having cats at home.

If God is real, why can’t we see him?

When cars sped past a pregnant woman stranded in a flooded street, a homeless twelve-year-old boy stepped out of the rain to help her. Days later, a black SUV pulled up to the soup kitchen—and he froze.

At 54, I moved in with a man I had only known for a few months so as not to disturb my daughter, but very soon such a horror happened to me, after which I deeply regretted it