Jan 22, 2026 | Reflections
Image: Barbara Ryther Joy Cometh Joy doesn’t wait for sadness or fear to move aside and make way It comes in its own time It may come quietly The sight of the first crocus braving the old gray snow cover The taste of your grandmother’s Christmas cookies...
Jan 7, 2026 | Reflections
The Gift of the Mage The mage packed for the journey, sending his wife to pick out a present. “Who is this for, anyway?” “A baby.” “So… a blanket? Tapestry?” “He’s supposed to be the Messiah, maybe? A king? That’s what the prophecies say.” “Better bring something...