Wednesday, January 9, 2019
Jeff Porter, superintendent of the church’s $8 million renovation project, is on the job site an hour before the first worker shows up at 7 a.m., going over the day’s work in the pre-dawn darkness.
His office is carved into a nook in Blaisdell. Instead of a construction trailer removed from the racket of progress, the din happens all around him, including overhead, every day. Until the project is enclosed, there is no heat in the winter nor air-conditioning in the summer.
at Wednesday, January 9, 2019
Sunday, January 6, 2019
By Connie Cruthirds
Good morning, God.
Thank you for this new day.
For the beauty of the dark morning light
And the love of possibility.
There’s hope in my heart,
Playfulness in these eyes,
Yet I hold my breath to see what the state around me will be.
I am hostage to truths I don’t want to see.
We each “got” something ~
Something to weave into a noose that stops our breath with fear.
We all got something that races our...
at Sunday, January 6, 2019