Love’s austere and lonely offices
There’s a poem titled Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden which ends with a question about the love of a father. It’s a beautiful little poem about remembering childhood and…
There’s a poem titled Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden which ends with a question about the love of a father. It’s a beautiful little poem about remembering childhood and…
For our church Advent booklet this year, members of the congregation were asked to reflect on Psalm 20.1-5, which is perhaps quite a surprising prayer, and then to offer a…