The Marvel of the One We’re Waiting For
I wonder how it is for you this year. As you hear the familiar Advent and Christmas passages, is there anything that feels new to you, deeper somehow, or alive…
I wonder how it is for you this year. As you hear the familiar Advent and Christmas passages, is there anything that feels new to you, deeper somehow, or alive…
I escaped the city with a friend for a couple of days last weekend, travelling to a little nearby island. A “twenty-minute ride to sanity,” one of the neighbors on…
“Comfort ye,” the tenor sings, three gentle syllables descending. He pauses to let the grace in the words linger while the orchestra echoes his descending notes as though to highlight…