As I listen, anxiety from a first meeting with a room-full of strangers fades away. I feel the connection of having made a similar journey into the Church. The group is welcoming, each sharing the story of how God has intervened in his or her life. Every account is unique and personal, yet with the…

As a toddlerHe yearned to right wrongsA drowning honey beeStung his handWhy would the bee sting me, he cried, while I saved its life? As a young manHe yearned to right wrongsHeart beneath army gearUnimaginable horrorsWe did things as boys, he confessed, that we can’t live with as men As a veteranHe yearned to right wrongsBi-polar, PTSDInward battles ragingWhere…