Alexei, one of thousands of others just like him Олексій, один з тисяч таких, як він This is Alexei from a few years back. His father took him to a fair of some sort and there were old planes and old cars. Here Alexei stands by an old car, I’m not sure what make, but the old car was...
An Ever-Precious Two-Year Old Girl with Happy Days Ahead & a Soulless Man, Whose Evil is Far Beyond the Language of Expletives Вічно дорогоцінна дворічна дівчинка зі щасливими днями попереду і бездушний чоловік, чиє зло далеко за межами мови лайливих слів Behold, an ever-precious little...
Below is an email I sent out to my family, various friends, and my church group in which I included the emails I had received from friends in Ukraine when the invasion had begun. I had been in more extensive email contact than usual with I**** and M**** over the couple of weeks before the...
I am a member of a weekly zoom Sunday Sermon Discussion group through a church I am mainly only able to participate with online. One discussion we had was on Jesus as the center of our faith and hope. A part of this discussion included the seemingly pervasive infiltration of “Christian...
The sign I held in protest is coming apart; the glue is losing its grip. It leans against the wall behind the open door to my study out of sight, but when I close the door to work at my desk in peace with quiet, I always see it, and I make no attempt to fix it. I prefer it now as it...