The Folly of Forgetfulness | A Prayer Series, Day III
We have heard the whispered promise that You are still to come. And we, too, have…
We have heard the whispered promise that You are still to come. And we, too, have…
The orations roll off our tongues with tradition and ease. We believe, we do. We believe. ……
As the weather cools and the snow start to rumble in the belly of mother earth, husband…
Saturday morning was slow. It was lazy. And comfortable. And familiar. This morning I felt the prodding…
Sunday morning has come and gone. We ate our fill, and were very proud we had…
It happened on my early morning commute to work. Crossing the bridge that separates our little coastal…