"On the road again." When Patty and I moved to Dallas in 1985 we often made the trip north on I-35 to OKC. Christmas. Thanksgiving. Birthdays. Special Events. Funerals. Regular were our trips. We often sang that line from an old Willie Nelson song, "On the road again, just … Continue readingRead More
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Listen, because the incomprehensible Word, the child, speaks to you.
Don’t patronize him; don’t reject him; don’t sentimentalize him. Learn
the language within which he makes sense. And come to the table to
enjoy the breakfast, the breakfast which is he himself, the Word made
flesh, the Life which