Alleluia is our song
We are an Easter people, and Alleluia is our song. ~ St. Augustine of Hippo
These words can seem so simple, but a second glance begs us to dig a little deeper into the paradox that Easter can represent. Before I met the girls of My…
Meet one of the characters in our story…
If you are reading this, you are a character in the story of My Refuge House. Whether it's your first or your 395th time clicking on our website, you are part of our story. A spark of curiosity caused you to click a link in order to read…
A Tap On The Shoulder
The other day I was working at a local coffee shop and I did what I normally would do; I opened up my laptop, put in my earbuds and started to work. Before long I felt a tap on my shoulder. It felt as if an alarm went off waking me…
