The Recovering Hopper

Almost missed posting something today. Not that today was worthy of anything to post. Nothing learned. Nothing read. Nothing experienced. No...

Two theological items I came across this past week, both in my various reading. Perhaps you might find something here interesting? First, I ...

His name was Louis. He was black, round, craggy. Could fit in the palm of my hand. Spent most of his short life on the painted ledge of my w...