The joy that hides in my pocket
The sun sifts a golden path across the satiny surface of the clouds beneath us. A small ribbon of rainbow curves itself around its luminous source. Through gaps in the…
When you fear the call
Have you ever wondered why there had to be ten plagues? Why not just one or two and then finish off the Egyptians and get on with setting the Israelites…
Why the Holy Spirit speaks in stories
“. . .in the presence of a story, whether we are telling it or listening to it, we never have the feeling of being experts – there is too much…