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I was called for jury duty, and the timing couldn't have been more inconvenient. Christmas was just a few weeks away, and I had a lot to get done.

" Do you realize that we got through both Thanksgiving and Christimas without a family fight?" my sister asked me one day. She was right.

A friendship was withering away before my eyes. Someone I loved had become aloof and cold to me, and I was hurt.

In my freshman year of high school, my parents separated and then divorced. One of the casualties of this caustic divorce was my relationship with my father.

An artist's depiction of angels often shows them as human forms with feathery wings, soaring above and around us. I am an artist.

In the August Journal, we noticed the most interesting excerpt from the conversation with Rabbi Weintraub. Referring to his book, Healing of Soul, Healing of Body: Spiritual Leaders Unfold the Strength & Solace in Psalms, interviewer commented, "One of the suggestions the book makes for people seeking healing is that they write a psalm themselves.

Christmas has always been my favorite season. But this year, all around the world, people are struggling to rebound from scenes of terror and tragedy.

My husband and I had a happy union for over 40 years. We supported each other's growth Spiritward by constantly deepening our understanding of God.

I was very unhappy, in part because I had just broken up with my girlfriend. I made an appointment to talk with a Christian Science healer.

One evening, in the southern Minnesota town where I lived at the time with my husband and children, my mom and I were in the kitchen busily preparing for Christmas. Earlier in the day, however, I had come down with pinkeye, and by this point, it was quite painful.