Hope

  • At the End of All Things

    At the End of All Things

    The music from The Lord of the Rings played softly as the children slept against them. One by one, their breathing faded, peaceful and unafraid. Daniel took Elena’s trembling hand. Through tears, he whispered, “At the end of all things.”

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  • The Fear I Carry

    There is a fear living in me that I can’t shake. It is not sudden. It did not crash into my life in one dramatic moment. It grew quietly, like a storm creeping over the horizon, and by the time I realized how dark the sky had become, it was already too late to pretend…

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  • Children of Chaos

    Children of Chaos

    My job can be exhausting—both emotionally and physically. Many of the adolescents I work with are broken, untrusting, aggressive, and in pain. Some have deep issues with authority, are rebellious, antagonistic—some are outright violent. Others are spoiled, lack a sense of boundaries, or refuse to take direction. Children of chaos and brokenness, like me. But…

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