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Back in high school, one of my good friends invited me to the school’s Christmas concert, a performance…
I was leaving work when my phone rang. “Hello?” I answered. “Hey, Dusty,” said a voice. “It’s Martha.”…
I have a little secret to share. When our staff first conceived of Mysterious Ways magazine, we felt…
Lonely? Sure, sometimes. But that was my cross to bear. After all, I’d asked God not to bring…
“Look for butterflies,” a friend told me after my mother’s death. “They’re symbols of life after life and…
I pulled into the parking lot of the fast food restaurant. What am I doing here? I thought.…
Wait. What was the doll doing back in my shopping cart? I thought I’d returned it to the…
My father-in-law, Jim Matis, was a natural storyteller. He loved regaling his friends with tales, drawing them in…
Every family has its own folklore and superstitions. In our big Italian Catholic family, it’s said that the…
Click! My eyes flew open. It was pitch black inside the camper shell, a moonless night in the…
Most afternoons, I pick up my son’s daughter from preschool and bring her to my house for snacks…
We were at my husband Jeff’s grandparents’ house for dinner. Spending time with them at their home near…