“Is it good that we remind ourselves of this?”

“Is it good that we remind ourselves of this?”

Light was birthed into the darkness of that first Christmas night bringing hope just like the first faint glowings of dawn after a long and anxious waiting. This waiting for the promised Messiah was four hundred years of bated breath, of groanings, of prophecies...
Is There More?

Is There More?

It was an old tire, but while no longer roadworthy, appeared to be sufficient for this trial run. The rope was thick and seemed capable of holding. However, when David sat in and gripped the top of the tire, launching himself out over the stream those two elements in...
Things Life Teaches You

Things Life Teaches You

Babies can melt the stoniest of ogre hearts with their purity and innocence, their unfeigned joy at seeing a silly grinning adult babble and goo and make faces for some unknown reason. They gradually begin the process of discovering their world, first by ‘getting’...
Hiking Boots Required

Hiking Boots Required

Joy is an ecstatic fireworks display erupting out of the heart, crashing and booming and flashing and sizzling and hissing, often prompting sobbing laughter and dancing, spinning and hugging. I’m convinced that much of joy’s intensity is the nail-biting lead-up, the...

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