It was never about how much we see. The crowd saw. The Pharisees saw. The disciples even had Christ in the boat with them. Being close to the miracle never produced faith. The woman who reached through the crowd wasn't a scholar, but she had a simple faith, and she walked away whole.

I sat on a bench warmed by the summer sun, watching my four-year-old dart through the sprays and sprinkles of water at our local splashpad. Giggles and squeals filled the humid air. Tiny feet slapped wet concrete. Children chased each other through the fountains, shrieking with the particular

Awake at 2 a.m.? Brain on overdrive, reliving every conversation from the day, each one bringing a fresh wave of emotion that makes sleep impossible? We have all been there. Wide awake as time ticks by, still sleepy but now with just enough energy to start feeling stressed again.