Moments at Gol: Chapter 4 – Amanda
It was Amanda’s seventh visit to Spock at Gol. Each time so far, she had found him sitting in that featureless room, his hands arranged before him as a focus, apparently trying to find something…
It was Amanda’s seventh visit to Spock at Gol. Each time so far, she had found him sitting in that featureless room, his hands arranged before him as a focus, apparently trying to find something…
~ by M. C. Pehrson Now, even the days were growing chilly. Leaves changed color and drifted to the ground, but the graceful pepper trees lining Arbor Street remained as green as ever. High school…
[A Good Friday poem] The Altar stripped, the candles dark, the Crossconcealed behind a purple shroud, the sun;mere slantings through an afternoon of grief,while all the world is emptied of all hope. The dead remain,…
We are currently experiencing a very Holy period of time. It is the time of Passover. It is the time of Easter. It is the time when we are preparing for the Holy Month of…
How can we ever truly know and understand the true weight of the cross? We can’t. But life can, and will, give us glimpses of that weight. I’ve felt some of that weight. I’ve looked…
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