The Folly of Forgetfulness | A Prayer Series, Day II
The orations roll off our tongues with tradition and ease. We believe, we do. We believe. ……
Craft | Peasant Bread
As the weather cools and the snow start to rumble in the belly of mother earth, husband…
The Folly of Forgetfulness | An Invitation to Remember
Saturday morning was slow. It was lazy. And comfortable. And familiar. This morning I felt the prodding…
The Folly of Forgetfulness | A Prayer Series, Day I
Sunday morning has come and gone. We ate our fill, and were very proud we had…
My Safe Spot | Trust in Transition
It happened on my early morning commute to work. Crossing the bridge that separates our little coastal…
Redeeming the Tongue
Our dear Father, We are a people of scathing tongues. We bite, we devour, and we hate…