Only God knows. There is comfort in that. These are the things that come with time.
Tag Archives: Winter
Finding Light in Darkness: Writing and the Winter Solstice
When you embark on the writing life, you hold close a memory, that moment in time that reconnects you with who you are.
Winter’s Gospel of Comfort and Time
This weekend, I attended the celebration service for Absalom Jones, the first African American Episcopal priest ordained in Philadelphia in 1802. As the choral group of young girls and boys sang in the high-ceiling cathedral with windows showcasing snow-draped fields, I remarked to my friend, “I can’t believe I was ever that young. They haveContinue reading “Winter’s Gospel of Comfort and Time”
