LOVE bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack'd…
And they all left him and fled (Mark 14:50).
Jesus fed thousands. So many gathered to hear Him, He had to leave the lakeshore and get in a boat to teach.…
What are people longing for?
Consider the attention paid this week to the conclave of cardinals in Vatican City. Roman Catholics, of course, followed events closely. But interest in the selection…