If the line between good and evil cuts through the human heart there’s gotta be some overlap. The lovely mesh seems so far to last
Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are
Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered
Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit
Casting Crowns made me cry. It was the song “Somewhere in the Middle” — sometimes called “Caught in the Middle” on the Internet. I misheard
Septic tank is Cockney rhyming slang for “Yank” which may suggest what trouble and strife is slang for. But it’s not fair of course, and
I often vow not to hope, and always break that vow. And the next thing I’m supposed to say is that finally my hopes are
Relent is not Repent. Relent is … Oh, OK … yeah. I shouldn’t. Repent is … not that.