Faith, Fiction, Friends

After Isaiah 5:1-7 Walking the vineyard at night one can almost smell the grapes ripening in vain, only the smells of the night...

I love old books. I have a couple of bookshelves in our basement full of them, and quite a few in the two rooms upstairs where most of t...

After Isaiah 2:1-5, 4:2 I’m not one given to visions, comets, falling stars, earthquakes, or nirvana, but I did see a mountai...