What God’s voice sounds like
To my ears, they all sound alike. But each emperor penguin recognizes the voice of its mate over the hundreds of other voices, all crying out together. It gives…
To my ears, they all sound alike. But each emperor penguin recognizes the voice of its mate over the hundreds of other voices, all crying out together. It gives…
Everywhere, everywhere grace pours down. In our struggles to pray, here too grace flows, not demanding from us what we cannot give, but giving to us…
The picture stands, testimony to what was. The ugly scar of a worked-out limestone quarry, gouged deep and empty and useless. The picture stands, testimony to what was, for without…