Wrecked for Good by the One Who Traded His Life for Mine
Somewhere between the coming and the going today, I stopped. And I remembered. A picture of Christ came into view that I’d long forgotten. I wept. How could it be? […]
Tag Archives: Wonderstruck
No Time for Words
I’m sitting here this morning, amping for a day of pushing a project through what seems a tiny keyhole, and I notice my nephew eating his breakfast. He shoves half […]
Robin Stanley 