By imperfect ways observed, the Man is no longer backgrounded. By praise of jailers not quite as distorted. His tongue too… Read more On The Evening of Joseph’s Nativity
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Near my home is an elementary school, and every day I hear the sounds of children, among them three of… Read more Reap The Whirlwind
In solidarity with semi-formal Sunday-appropriate attire pants-makers, fabricators, designers, and distributors across the nation, and those womynb who seek to… Read more _earing _ants to Church Day