“How’s married life treating you,” her friend asked a few months after the wedding. “Overall, it’s good. He’s a great guy. But often I’m exasperated by the smallest things. A jar left half opened. A wet towel left on the bed. Facial hair in the wash basin….” Exasperated By The…
As we struggle with a very ill dog, and another wedding anniversary passes, I cannot help but have the lyrics (shared below) of the song ‘Pray For Me’ reverberate in my ears. One particular line keeps coming back to me – ‘sculpting of the Father’s great design’. The Sculpting Of…
The other day José used the phrase ‘playing God’ while talking to me and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. I recalled a little story I read a while back that made me chuckle. A man claimed to be God and was brought before the Caliph, who said to…