Adore? As when we smile at a baby’s sweet face? That is not bowing down to a king.
Tag Archives: Christmas
Flamingo earrings are a sacrament
A student gave a gift, 2 weeks before Christmas: No gift card; the birds as earrings…
“The Young Messiah”
I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
Advent Prequel to Footprints
An expression how the ways of the world yield brokenness as the cellar door to The Way
Feel with Neil 