As a present for my recent birthday, I got myself—let’s face it, one usually has a better idea of the best present for self—a collection of C. S. Lewis’ books.…
What is a year, when just a moment can be as profound as Yi Chehyǒn’s (1287-1367) picturesque sunset: The twilight sun is about to sink among distant peaks; The homing…
My prayers, now, are not to make requests but to give thanks for the strength in facing each day as best as I could. I am thankful for the difficulties…
The World --Christina Rossetti By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair: But all night as the moon so changeth she; Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy And subtle serpents…