Faith, Fiction, Friends

After Psalm 32   I kept silent, saying nothing, hiding my groaning from both friendly and prying eyes, the groaning from your hand heavy upo...

After Psalm 32 My sin is not yours (thank goodness). Mine is a bit  of a minor one, scarcely worth mentioning, but it is ...

After Psalm 32 Panting, the in the darkness of the cave, escaping from the mouths tearing at my heels, falling to my knees,...

After Psalm 32 The weight pressed upon me, heavy, deadening, imprisoning me into immobility, the wasting away beginning, ...