Why you don’t need to fear evil
I step out the back door. The sun should have risen by now but who can tell? The world feels heavy as thick grey presses low against us. I’m wearing…
I step out the back door. The sun should have risen by now but who can tell? The world feels heavy as thick grey presses low against us. I’m wearing…
I’d been desperate to escape the night-and-day noise of the city outside my window, the pain of metal-on-metal of nearby construction, so I ran last week on wooded trails where I…
I don’t pretend to be a fantastic singer. I’ve sung in choirs and I delight to sing harmonies when we sing the old hymns in church. But a friend tipped…