Salt, Gardens, Cake, and Peace
I’ve been trying to write about Mark 9 and the stumbling blocks we put before those of little faith. But I keep seeing rubber boots flying and my hands stuffed full of a mad collection of twigs for pooh sticks.
I’ve been trying to write about Mark 9 and the stumbling blocks we put before those of little faith. But I keep seeing rubber boots flying and my hands stuffed full of a mad collection of twigs for pooh sticks.