Yearn

Give me a man in love; he knows what I mean.  Give me one who yearns; give me one who is hungry; give me one far away in this desert, who is thirsty and sighs for the spring of the Eternal country.  Give me that sort of man; he knows what I mean.  But ifContinue reading “Yearn”

Joy Misunderstood

The Bothy Sessions are, in part, an autobiographical commentary regarding part of my pursuit of Jesus for the last thirty years. It has been (and is) a pursuit that is both deleriously joyful and deeply depressing.