Stories about relationships and God’s hand in restoring them to a place of love.
I met my husband while celebrating with good friends at a wedding. During our first conversation, he looked down and found a penny, heads up, looking up at us. He smiled and saved it. Years later, after hundreds of found pennies – followed by hundreds of little smiles, my husband passed away. We decided to …
One year ago our family moved from Ohio to Maine. My son has some communication struggles, so making friends has always been a monumental challenge, and a heartache as he truly is alone most of the time. I work hard to keep his life full, but as the school year was coming to an end, …
I met the nicest girl when I was 12 years old. We enjoyed a year in school together, then we both moved with our families to new towns. I never forgot her, yet I never expected to see her again. It has been 37 years and a lifetime has passed, yet God let us reconnect …
I was single for over 3 years and really wanted to be in a serious relationship. There was no one “on the horizon” and I was struggling with despair. One night, I was having a tough conversation with God and asked Him for a specific sign to reassure me that He was in control. I …
We had a flood the day before we moved into our 1726 antique house, so the basement floor was covered with a slimy mud. The hand hewn tree trunk beams were encrusted with spider web grime yet all our ‘storage’ boxes had been delivered into this filthy pit. It was our 4th move in 3 …
In 1976 she took a new job at a Jesuit college, a venue completely out of her spiritual path of living. There she met and became good friends with Fr. Joe. Her son, who didn’t get his college applications in on time – ended up studying at the same college as he could get in …
Every few years I take my mom (and daughter when she can get away) on an art class adventure. One year we took a class on hooked rugs in Door County, one year we made glass plates. It really doesn’t matter what the ‘class’ is, we just want to do something fun together and as …
Our teen was battling alcohol. One of the therapies was to “Come Clean” and write out all the bad things he had done and confess the lies told. It was a long list but one of the simplest confessions hit my heart abruptly because it was so honest and spoke to my deep hidden failures …
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