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As the nurse was preparing a patient named Raúl, he began to express to his anxiety about the procedure and the discomfort he experienced.

When I was in my early twenties, a neighbor invited me to a church service. The pastor talked about how God wants a relationship with us.

My wife and I stood on the balcony watching as the roaring wind rattled the palm fronds and large foamy waves crashed on the sand.

When a meteor shower is predicted in my area, I stand on my back deck with my head tilted back to look for these “falling stars.”

I was 20 years older. He was a student. I was a maintenance worker. I’d seen thousands of university students come and go.

Peter must have felt deep shame when Jesus looked at him after Peter denied knowing Jesus. But Jesus didn’t condemn Peter.

When I was seven years old, my mother became bedridden with tuberculosis, making it impossible for her to take care of us.

I got into a lot of trouble in school, and my report cards always included comments about my bad behavior, describing me in negative ways.

Over 30 years ago, I experienced early-onset menopause. I was a mother and working full-time at a bank.

Oh, how I want that assurance! I want to walk through life confident that my divine parent is in charge; knowing criticism won’t matter.