Have you ever felt like you were playing with fire? That its smoggy, ashy fumes are choking you but you still don’t draw yourself ...
Have you ever felt like you were playing with fire? That its smoggy, ashy fumes are choking you but you still don’t draw yourself ...
It is then, as appears, the greatest of all lessons to know one’s self. For if one knows himself, he will know God; and knowing ...
Life happens at intersections. Fragments of the tangible material, gently held in the beauty of the communal, stitched into the mystery ...
This is a guest post by my great friend Maria Asaad from London who attends St. Mark’s Church, Kensington.
Battle scars from fighting the voice, which names, blames and shames, like shards of glass piercing through my mind.
Dear Michael, “Never alter yourself to satisfy others” I hear you say to all your friends; “be yourself!” you preach. Really? You ...
I recently watched the Great Gatsby in theatres; it absolutely blew me away