When Singing Is Like Breathing
Twice in my reading life I have come upon descriptions of communal singing that have aroused in me a deep longing to join with the
David Schelhaas
October 31, 2015
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Twice in my reading life I have come upon descriptions of communal singing that have aroused in me a deep longing to join with the
in our Florida retirement village we were on the patio ice cubes clinking in our gin and tonics conversations rising sinking from a tree next
Smidt’s burning bush has tongues of flame that dance and leap in autumn’s winds. The oaks that shed their dull brown leaves seem to look
MAY 2012: AS WE SEE IT by David Schelhaas I spent February of this year in Florida, hanging around with old folks most of the
Here’s a statement I hear rather frequently where I live and work: “Well, of course, I’m no ‘tree hugger,’ but…” and then follows a mild
William Jennings Bryan, if he is known at all these days, is remembered as a buffoon, the fundamentalist opponent of Clarence Darrow in the famous
One of the joys of reading fiction–especially good fiction–is that in the midst of the narrative which keeps you turning pages, turning, turning to find
David Schelhaas The words father and mother come from similar roots, and the roots most likely come from the sounds an infant child makes before
Every Sunday morning of my youth, the words fell from the pulpit like the solemn tolling of a bell: “The Lord is in his holy
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