Weathered

The snow is melting and spring is right around the corner. I can sense it in the air, but it’s not here yet. For now the wind is light, but it still carries with it enough of winter’s chill to remind me to pull my hat down over my ears. … read more

The Maskless Boy

It was a Sunday morning and the preacher was halfway through his sermon regarding expectations for elders and deacons. I found it interesting so far but was interrupted by a nudge. … read more