Focused, in a distracted sort of way
The first story I remember of inexplicable divine intervention, happened when I was around 10 years old. To say I was a slow eater, would have been putting it mildly. My family tells horror stories of the hours I would readily spend in front of my meals, slowly picking at the food and eating so... Continue Reading →
While considering this topic of modesty over several months (and I'm still learning and working on it), I began to wonder, and this was a stronger motivation for me than the above arguments, whether in not taking modesty seriously or not wearing a veil, am I partially making excuses to ultimately feed vanity? If I... Continue Reading →
Sonia Kurian