We are flesh made for water, bone and soul. Our thirst cries out, gritty voices longing for still waters, the promise of rescue. Delivering the remnant from...
Author - Philip C. Kolin
Ears to see, eyes to hear the secrets of the Kingdom. Shine before others. trim your lamps, scatter seeds, but guard against choking thorns, poaching birds...
We never made it to the seven churches on those freezing Holy Thursday nights. Spring may have sprouted on the calendar but not tonight. This was no pilgrimage...







