Do My Genes Fit?

Do My Genes Fit?

I am adopted. Just days after I was born, I became a member of the Immel family. At that time, my brother was around, who is adopted, and we were 18 months away from my sister showing up, who is also adopted. It’s probably the first thing my siblings and I knew about...
Desert Grace

Desert Grace

Gallup, New Mexico sprawls across dry desert land, surrounded by large reddish-orange mesas where small, hardy cedar trees and cacti litter the rocky ground. The cacti bloom in the Spring with tiny bright red flowers that sparkle over the brown dust and rocks. It is...
The Spirit’s Whispers: A Poem

The Spirit’s Whispers: A Poem

There is a secret lie that I’ve held since childhood—that prayer is like recipe book or magical spell, wherein the perfect words get the perfect wish fulfilled. But, I often find it’s not the words themselves that matter. Rather, what leads me closer to Christ’s peace...
My Defensive Mask

My Defensive Mask

I put on my best I’m-really-listening-face, sitting in an old, kind of gross, white-ish wingback chair. My friend sits opposite on another identical chair. As I nurse a glass of nice Scotch, I notice the ends of the armrests, stained mysteriously gray from hours of...