Thou Shalt Be A Wonder

An Honest AnswerMark 9:24

For the older woman a nineteen year old asked to teach her that kind of faith, on a week she had almost none, this hands her a true and honest sentence and refuses to make it a lesson plan.

Teach Me To Have What You Have

Messages

Before You Say A Word

A Church That Reorganized Around Young Families

The Quiet Man In The Reading Room

The Careful Voices On My First Day Back

The Man Who Hosts Everybody

What I Owe My Daughter At Fourteen

Too Much For Every Room I Have Been In

Teach Me To Have What You Have

The Forgiveness I Have Not Finished

The Seat Behind The Driver

The Strength That Is Only Nowhere To Put It Down

The Second Half of the Verse

The Sentence I Could Not Hold

The Reflex Answer In The Corridor

Three Years Of Sundays And Never In A Seat

Two Years Of Court And Sunday Dinner

Sunday Night And Monday Already Started

Two Evacuations And School On Time

The Man Who Fixes Everybody Else's Roof

The Invoice I Nearly Took

The Step At The Front Door

Thinking In Footnotes In A Room Of Small Talk

The Only Widow At The Couples Table

Nine Years Without Being Ill In Front Of Anybody

Two Years Of Shifts I Cannot Recall

The One Who Organizes Every Funeral

I Leave Every Party At Nine

The Eldest Son And Every Phone Call

The Joke I Use Over The Fence

The Only Believer At The Family Meal

The Peace I Bring Into A Room

Translating For My Parents Since I Was Eleven

Looked At And Then Looked Past

The Drive Home She Cannot Remember

Table Nine And The Whole Room Deciding

Four Words At The Coffee Machine

Eleven Weeks I Cannot Account For

The Back Row And Everybody Noticing

The Emoji I Sent Back At Midnight

Four Years Since Anybody Prayed For Me

Eleven Minutes In The Parking Garage

Nine Years Of Keeping Her House Going

The Wisdom That Is Only Having Been Wrong

Four Hospital Years And Still Kind

The Only One Not Drinking

Six Months Of Nights And I Never Shouted

Waiting To See If I Will Say Grace

Three Years Of Drought And Still Farming

Fine At The Graveside

The Calm One Crying In A Parking Lot

The Joy I Could Not Feel This Morning

The Pause Before My Name

Eight Moves And No Home Town

Arguing With God Since April

The Line At The School Gate

The Winter I Got Up Every Morning

One Sentence I Read Once

A Ledger That Should Have Closed

The Woman They Call An Encouragement

Too Foreign For Home, Too Home For Here

The Barn That Burned In March

The Plate Under The Sill

The Summary I Gave At The Reunion

The One Nobody Remembered To Ask

Emergency Contact For Six People

The Scholarship Kid At The Long Table

I Stopped Ordering Hot Drinks

The Son Who Left The Family Trade

The Prayer She Cannot Pray

The Town Looking At My Family

Twelve Feet From Your Own Car

The Only One At The Table Still Single

Three Words For Everybody

The Keeper Of Every Anniversary

The Question What Are You

The Man They Call At Two In The Morning

How I Got To The Window Every Day

What I Thought In The Parking Lot