From a young age, my story has not been “normal.” I am one of six children, and most people thought that was weird. As an adult, I was single well into my 30s. Then I married a man who is... Continue Reading →
Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. The wild beasts will honor me, the jackals and the... Continue Reading →
About a year and a half ago, I was standing out in my parents’ front yard with my dad. It was early evening, and I’d just had dinner with them. As we were talking next to my car, Dad... Continue Reading →
I recently had a conversation with a friend where we realized that, instead of feeding each other’s fears, we could be Hope Advocates for each other. I don’t always know how to do that, but I’ve had some lovely... Continue Reading →
I live in a privileged world. In my social circles, people are generally beautiful, highly educated, financially sound, physically healthy, and very well-connected. We have the ability to get most material items we want (homes, cars, expensive kitchen appliances…or whatever…),... Continue Reading →
Most folks who know me know that I love Starbucks iced chai. The deliciousness slides down my throat with such ease, such refreshment! Milky and sweet, with just a bit of kick at the end. I’m salivating. It used to... Continue Reading →
Hope is such a strange thing. Theoretically, I think of hope as being life-giving, but what it more often feels like is a current agony of waiting. I can tell you right now that you’ll be seeing frequent thoughts along the themes of... Continue Reading →
Becca Hermes 