The snow came down for hours yesterday - silent, soft flakes. I'm tired of the snow, but it still works it's magic. You can't help but feel the world is enchanted for those few, quiet hours when everything's covered in a pillow of pristine powder.
My friend Paul presented the Palm Sunday homily last weekend at our church. I really enjoyed it and I hope you do, too. Readings: Isaiah 50:4-7; Luke 19:28-40 He’s finally here. Jesus has finally entered Jerusalem. His whole life has been leading him to this place. And he’s not the only one who knows it. … Continue reading Let Them Sing by Paul Gleason