“SHHHHHH, listen, it’s ME…. not you.” There is a voice inside our inner being that is recognizable as the one that only speaks our authentic Truth. Continue Reading
Religion
Holding the Christ Child in a Season of Grief
Karin, Asher, and I attended the Christmas Vigil Mass at St. Rita’s yesterday evening. Asher went with some reluctance. We had to threaten him with Continue Reading
I Died of Exposure and Still Refused Fear
In 2015, I felt the winds of change blow into my life in a big way. I had been traveling the Southeast for the last four or five years doing a weird Continue Reading
A Soft, White Glowing Christmas
I promise to be brief here, but it’s on my heart after church service last night. You see, I still like what church offers me, or least the Continue Reading
A Child’s Prayer Saved Our Tiny Puppy
Goliath was a tiny miniature cockapoo who weighed less than 2 lbs when we got him. He was born on Christmas Eve and joined our family in Terra Continue Reading
Candles in the Trenches: Celebrating Hanukkah on the Front Lines, 1944
by Cristóbal S. Berry-Cabán As the world plunged into the devastating final year of the Second World War, Jewish American soldiers on opposite Continue Reading
When Bullets Fly and the Ego is Killed
There is a saying I heard a while back while I was still serving, and it goes something like this. “You will never pray to God more than when Continue Reading
Only Your Armor Fits
I have a good friend and mentor who spent nearly twenty years as a pastor but still felt like he wasn’t following his exact calling. He believed there Continue Reading
Where Doubt Breaks
I was given a writing prompt of just one word—“Threshold”—recently in a veteran writing class. Instead of writing about the obvious threshold I Continue Reading
What Soldiers Know About Love
I haven’t read the Bible in a while—unless you count the few times a week that I read the daily scripture sent to my phone from the Bible app. Continue Reading
A Prayer to Santa Muerte
by an anonymous combat veteran The men, clad in faded green camouflage uniforms and heavily worn black boots, came around the bend in the stream, Continue Reading
The Day Death Lost Its Grip
About a year into the pandemic, my morning was interrupted by a tragedy in my neighborhood. My elderly neighbor was pacing on my porch, debating Continue Reading