Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
Review: Gulliver’s Travels
There were many books I was supposed to have read in school, and I'm pretty sure this is one of them. I can't remember exactly, but it was probably the case with this one as well. But hey, I guess it just wasn't the time yet. So I suggested to my reading group that we …
One year of Where the Moss Grows Old
To be fair, I'm celebrating this first anniversary a little bit late. But Holy Week took precedence! But even without a new baby and one of the highlights of the Church Year, this date sort of snuck up on me. I had been thinking about my book as I've been writing poetry over the last …
Poetry: Keble – Good Friday
"Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no further roam, ’Tis Thine by vows, and hopes, and fears. Long since—O call Thy wanderer home; To that dear home, safe in Thy wounded side, Where only broken hearts their sin and shame may hide."
Children’s Church Part 5 – A Closing Story
Written in January 2021 In the hours after my daughter’s birth, I saw a little blessing from God. Not only did I get to hold my daughter, but I was given a little comfort knowing that my daughter knew me and trusted me. She was being held by someone in the room and started crying. …