Our world seems increasingly rickety and uncertain.There is no end of things to fear. And yet, I'mconvinced that we are being called into a safe-placein the Spirit where there is peace, sanity, fruitfulness and provision for all we need. A place of immunity. Getting there, though, can feel like a scary jump.In a day when its fashionable to "pose questions while offering no answers" these poems are unapologetically prescriptive. They hold out no hope...
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