Know there is holiness in a messy job well-done
Every day at 5:30 a.m., without fail, the rooster’s call woke me up, a piercing alarm against the backdrop of a delicate dawn. Quickly throwing on my ratty jeans and…
My incredible pilgrimage on the Appalachian Trail
The peak still loomed far above, but with trekking poles tucked under my arm and eyes glued to the top right corner of my phone, I hardly noticed the steady…