The Weight of Glory: A Christmas Poem
Heavy, with child A woman carries a weight she can no longer bear The burden of ages The burgeoning longing of Abraham’s starry host The sands of time piled hig...
Heavy, with child A woman carries a weight she can no longer bear The burden of ages The burgeoning longing of Abraham’s starry host The sands of time piled hig...
T’is the season for secrets, and this poem by George MacDonald got me thinking today about the very holiest of surprises. “That Holy Thing” Th...
Today, you can find me writing over at Testimony Magazine: Elizabeth: The Other Woman in the Christmas Story “She shares my middle name, but not much else...
We drove to North Rustico to look at the lights, and ended up out on the point, past the lighthouse and up the dirt track, with the water on our right and darke...
Click on over here to read my latest article in Testimony Magazine. “The mystery of the Incarnation hovers over Christmas, whispering through the twinklin...