A man once told me I don’t know real love. The irony is, when it was all over, he left bitter, unforgiving, and angry. I, on the other hand, harbour no ill feelings, am grateful for what was, and pray for him still.… Read more
It was noon, it was hot, and he was tired. Jesus sat down by Jacob’s well in Samaria while his disciples went foraging for food. He chose to stay behind, because he had an appointment to keep.
She was on her way to draw water in the middle of the day, when no one else would be around. … Read more