Faith, Fiction, Friends

I’m reading a poetry collection, and an image forms in my mind, a memory I hadn’t recalled in years. I’m 11, and my mother arranged for me t...

After 2 Samuel 22   I remember a song I sang before, long before, a song to celebrate, a song to remember my rescue ar a time of peril, a ti...

I ’d heard that, as you age, you often become more interested in art. What I didn’t expect was to discover how that growing interest in art ...

A few weeks ago, I looked by  Bone Country , the recent poetry collection by  Linda Nemec Foster . It was like a travel guide to Europe, but...

If you had told him three months before, DCI Harry Grimm would have laughed. He’s on loan (or “secondment”) to the police in Yorkshire, and ...

After Psalm 73   We see the wealth, the success, the position, the status, the renown, the power that accrues to the wicked, the wealthy, th...

The image that come to mind when I think of the American Revolution are the Boston Tea Party, Lexington and Concord, crossing the Delaware, ...