A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
A few slim pamphlets taken from a display rack in our church’s narthex lit the fire. My wife, a Protestant convert, curiosity piqued, stashed a few in her purse. In the midst of a conversation about kitchen renovations, I didn’t … Continued
I was the first one to take hold of the sacred chalice, a beautiful gold cup with ornate filigree and crosses, lots of crosses. Deacon Tom had handed it to me. He wiped the rim first with a sacred wiping … Continued