Posts from March 2018

Anything can be broken. A bowl or a phone; a heart or a family; even a life. We pick up the pieces—if we can—and move on. Once, in a room filled with fear in a city shaking with unrest, a group of men and women mourned together, trying to gather the fragments of life as they knew it. Their hearts, their hopes, and their world were broken. Then the man they mourned came to them and said, “Peace.” HE’D BROKEN…