In the wild kingdom, sometimes it’s Dad who does the feeding. In the Kingdom
Psalms 116:7 Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the LORD has dealt bountifully
Because God created the Natural—invented it out of his love and artistry—it demands our reverence.
I so enjoy these holy ground junkets. There are always fresh encounters in sacred spaces
“Earth’s crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who
This weekend I poked the ‘Sleeping Giant’ – or so the First Americans named the