I find I would rather apprehend the knowable unknowable than attempt to put Logos into words. Some things are better lived than said. "Some things are more important than words," Marigold said to Guy. "Some things only shrink into little shells when you try to describe them."
This is a picture of the cherry tree in our front yard. It is beautiful this time of year. The blossoms are extravagant bunchy pink
Why do I imagine blogging would help with the loneliness? It's not a conscious thought, more an impulse. Open the browser. Find a beautiful photo.
This is an ongoing series of meditations on faith, in response to readings from the articles that preface The Oxford Study Bible. I will trust
