Memorial for the Street
Every so often I come off the rails. Not so anyone would notice. I hide well. Move in the shadows. Every so often something happens to upright me. At least unti...
Every so often I come off the rails. Not so anyone would notice. I hide well. Move in the shadows. Every so often something happens to upright me. At least unti...
Before moving to the city I walked the early morning paths of Stony Plain, Alberta: …every morning I awake to darkness, slip on some warm clothes go into ...
During the worship services at the Evangelical church I once attended I had the occasional experience of being caught up in a kind of exaltation and finding mys...
Here’s a link sent to me by my Seattle friends-in-law. You may find it interesting. I particularly loved this: To publicize his Revolution Church, Jay sla...