When Yahweh speaks and all the sky goes white, the trees stand, silhouetted in the glow; shadows melt away, replaced by snow; and darkness turns to paper in the night. When Yahweh opens up His storehouse door, the sifted shafts of slanting water spears hit the ground like spiral strands of years that mark the […]Read more "The Way of the Storm"
Is it a little life? hidden quietly away? lost between the mountains? Like a book that someone dropped? laughing and talking? and then forgot to miss? Do the pages feel old? like dull sentences re-written? on page after page after page? The world is loud and wild and flashing with triumphs. […]Read more "Glory of a Little Life"