I pulled into Nazareth...JONATHAN GOLDSTEIN
I managed to move from handhold to handhold and,at last,pulled myself to the trail by the aid of a dwarf juniper root. 我想办法从一个支撑点挪到另一个支撑点,最终借助一棵矮松的根将自己拉到小路上. I have forgotten how many trout I caught that afternoon,but I have not forgotten the va...
Several seconds passed before I heard it rattle into the lake. Finally - after due consideration of the folly of short cuts - I managed to move from handhold to handhold and, at last, pulled myself to the trail by the aid of a dwarf juniper root. I have forgotten how many trout I...
Her hair was cut reasonably short and pulled tightly away from her face. Very striking – but not really pretty. I took David’s hand – just in case he had thought of snacking on her. “You are both required for the Captain’s first lecture. You will be transferred into a portable ...
Summer in the Seedby Aelred Squire. When the British writer Stratford Caldecott died this past summer, I pulled off my shelf one of the books he told me helped his Catholic conversion more than any other, ultimately a poetic examination of Christian divinization through a very Thomistic lens....
I felt an acute sense of pain in these lost minutes on Ash Wednesday, as I watched countless other strangers pass by, unengaged. The detractors pulled me away from my purpose. As the second arguer finally walked off, I realised that, in the name of Jesus, I needed to stop wasting my...
If she goes into shock, are they equipped to treat her? An ambulance pulled up outside the hotel. We made our way through the crowd that had gathered in the lobby. Four Israeli medics (yes, four!) greeted us and immediately got Breanna hooked up in the back of the ambulance. Jim sat...
We pulled into the parking lot of a back alley mechanic and were immediately greeted by a Syrian muslim named Mohammed and some of his laborers. With a big smile, Mohammed shook my hand, shared a few greetings with my Bellevue rescuer, and drove my truck right into an open bay. He ...
Finally - after due consideration of the folly of short cuts - I managed to move from handhold to handhold and, at last, pulled myself to the trail by the aid of a dwarf juniper root. I have forgotten how many trout I caught that afternoon, but I have not forgotten the value of ...
Years ago, I was at a church where I was one of six or so clergy, so we weren’t always in each worship service. One Communion Sunday, I was not in the middle and the last services. I was going to get things done. But I kept getting pulled away, needing to go across the Plaza...