Seeing Santa

Seeing Santa

A reflection by David Diggs It’s getting late on Christmas Eve, and I’m six years old.  My Grandma is staying with us, so I’ve had to relinquish the twin bed in the room I share with my older sister. I’m lying under a quilt on a cot in the living room, just feet from...
Is Hope a Choice?

Is Hope a Choice?

One morning last fall in a rural village in Haiti, a woman who we’ll call Esperanta bathed and dressed her five kids, locked them into her tiny house, and then walked away with the intention of ending her life.  Life had not treated Esperanta...