Poem: Teach Me
Lord teach me how to pray As the way you taught birds to sing Make me graceful Like a bird who could fly without effort Teach me how to find my way To a place Where I will find you… (READ MORE)
Lord teach me how to pray As the way you taught birds to sing Make me graceful Like a bird who could fly without effort Teach me how to find my way To a place Where I will find you… (READ MORE)
A different time, a different president, the same country. As a first generation immigrant, I watched these clips with deep longing. https://youtu.be/2GmZ1a5hnxo Let no foreigner who is bound to the Lord say, “The Lord will surely exclude me from… (READ MORE)
Lord, teach me how to pray As the way you taught birds to sing Make me graceful Like a bird who could fly without effort Teach me how to find my way To a place Where I will find you The… (READ MORE)
A little chicken I am As proud as a peacock Look at me Look how pretty my feathers are How red my crest is How beautifully I sing I say My wings don’t fly Yet I’m a messenger of morning… (READ MORE)
”Everybody lies,” announces Mickey Haller, the narrator of Michael Connelly’s legal thriller, The Brass Verdict. ”Cops lie. Lawyers lie. Witnesses lie. The victims lie. A trial is a contest of lies.”