"We sat in our pajamas on the couch under a blanket and did what you do on Sunday nights. We watched a rerun of Columbo." And something about it made me worship.
"As I type these words, a woman Laura and I only met a few weeks ago is cutting into my wife's abdomen in search of a mass that she will then snip off and remove from my wife's body." And that fact puts a new perspective on things.
"Sing, sparrows, sing, for God's good varied grace!" We are so well provided for.
Come up, come up, and gaze across the land I’ve conquered for you with my mighty hand. Press to the height of this towering hill And look upon the promise I’ll fulfill Not for you but for them, for I am true And all men liars. Of myriad men, two From the old generation will … Continue reading Moses on the Mountain
The sun slid down a crystal sky like a water droplet on a west facing window. With a generosity unknown to mere mortals, it poured out its warm light over the valley as if that was its last chance to do so but with the confidence that tomorrow would dawn anew and that tomorrow its … Continue reading Moments of Revelation