Introducing A Quiet Christmas
~ One late November afternoon, I am drawn out into the bending light. Away from the clamour of the house and its flurry of concerns, past the withered garden an...
~ One late November afternoon, I am drawn out into the bending light. Away from the clamour of the house and its flurry of concerns, past the withered garden an...
When I began to think about a small expression of peace for this Second Sunday of Advent, it was a whisper that took form in my mind. To receive a whisper requi...
Blessed is the man . . . His delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which ...