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Finding a moment to be alone at my father's funeral visitation was not impossible, but it certainly was difficult.

In my pride, I once thought that only a miracle had sufficient power to bring me to my knees before Christ. An event so utterly...

To feast on the beauty of Jesus, to inquire about His temple and to rest among the folds of His robe, that is what we were made for.

This week did not get off to the best start, and it was entirely my fault. After a rather long and tiring past few days, my wife and I...

Picks up the whole horizon, how can it not The weight of the world, wood, and wild Sits upon its very shoulders, that is its lot...