A Prayer of Life

A Prayer of Life

I miss running through cool grass with summer hardened bare feet. Light blue sky fading as we run yelling into the night air in total elation. Boundaries between my house and their house evaporate. Everything is ordered only to unproductive, silly, loud, glorious...
Dancing with the Devil

Dancing with the Devil

I’ve been debating whether or not I should start praying for the devil. Opinions on this question differ. Some regard the debate as pointless. The argument goes: angelic nature is such that once a decision is made on their part, it is final; there’s no changing....