I’ve been reading the book of Lamentations. It’s so beautiful that I tried writing an English prayer in the same structure, just for fun.
Here is a list of the songs that keep me going these days, from widely diverse styles. You don’t have to like them.
I sat licking my spoon. The ice cream was really good. So was the sermon. Cusick was not referencing Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John…
I would like to hear from you. What formed your ideas of heaven? How did you learn what you know?
Lord, you know me intimately: my then, my now, my after – as you know all that is in the universe.
I went to a Supper to taste the Christ, I was so hungry for him. So very hungry after months of vacuity, and when I received the bread he was suddenly there, in me.