Too Busy to Live

When I was in 8th grade, my Spanish teacher had the class describe (in Spanish) the personalities of each member of the class. When it was my turn to be “identified”, the class put it together in a second: occupado (busy).

What was I so busy with in 8th grade? I haven’t a clue.

Someone […]

Counterfeit Dreams

I have a long commute to work. Much of the time is filled with prayer, reading, and writing. I’m strongly inner-focused as I travel; yet I often travel with a smile. The time will pass anyway. Why not enjoy it?

I can’t help noticing, though, as I ride the subway part of my journey, how […]