Faith, Fiction, Friends

After Acts 2:1-13 It is a polyglot of nations represented, people from everywhere living in one place, this city at this ti...

After Acts 2:1-13 It is the wind we hear, the rushing sound, the mighty roar filling the space around us, the space inside ...

A shape defined by the contours of what resists it, what it resists.   Unseen, it smooths and roughens in simultaneous swirls...

Look at what I did, not at why I did it. I may not know why, and the reason why is unimportant, a single note (a G? a C? I ca...

I heard the wind from India    its cacophony of voices    dialects and languages    street cries and noise I saw the wind from...