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I Give You Your Faults
by Bethany Suckrow “Meg, I give you your faults.” “My faults!” Meg cried. “Your faults.” “But I’m always trying to get rid of my faults!” “Yes,” Mrs. Which said. “However, I think you’ll find that...
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A Prayer for the Complicated Legacy
by Bethany Suckrow It was a rainy morning drive to work, and I was tired. My golden retriever decided not to sleep the night before and my anxiety decided to keep him company, so I only got three hours...
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A Living Thing
by Bethany Suckrow I’ve had a complicated relationship with prayer for a long time now. Most likely, it started around the time that I realized that ten years of praying for God to heal my mom’s cancer...
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When You Live in the Fear of Inevitability
by Bethany Suckrow I sat quietly in the exam room, waiting. The walls were a dull, slate grey, a far cry from the waiting room full of natural sunlight and designer furniture specifically arranged to...
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Nightmares and Cosmic Gifts
by Bethany Suckrow When I was offered a new job earlier this summer, a strange thing happened. I started having nightmares. It wasn’t that I was afraid of the new opportunity or unhappy with the offer....
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