Dangerous Crossings
I don’t wade in swift streams anymore. The bottom’s too slippery, the current’s too strong, and my old legs aren’t what they used to be.
Read More »
Godliman Street
Several years ago my wife and I were walking in London when we came across a road named Godliman Street. We were told that a man once lived there whose life was so saintly that his street became known as “that godly man’s street.” This reminded me of an Old Testament story.
Read More »