Stormy Nights are Story Nights
In these dark and stormy days and nights in which we live, we feel isolated and lack hope. Let this 4-minute video kindle a warm blaze of story telling among those who li
Exploring God's Colossal Promises
In these dark and stormy days and nights in which we live, we feel isolated and lack hope. Let this 4-minute video kindle a warm blaze of story telling among those who li
Like musical notes that have forgotten how to sing in harmony, we bellow discord and shout one another down. While we easily hear the din produced by others, we are often deaf to our own. If a singer of music appeared on the scene, would we welcome his songs — or silence him? That is the premise of Jubal Lee in Notingham. Read Chapter 1 – The Cloud.
Our lives are filled with din. Like musical notes that have forgotten how to sing in harmony, we bellow discord and shout one another down. While we easily hear and take offense at the din produced by others, we are often deaf to our own. If someone appeared who had the ability to sing, would we welcome his music — or silence him? That is the premise of an imaginative short story entitled Jubal Lee in Notingham.