Tag: Poetry

Written by Andrew Sinift

Monday Morning Reflections: Grace

Grace. The other day I was trying to make a left turn onto a busy road. A car stopped to give me space to merge. It was an undeserved gift. The driver did not have to offer me this space. It ensured they would get to their destination later than they would have otherwise. This […]

Written by Andrew Sinift

Preaching

I fear the words I do not know will soon expose the fraud I do, or that a sermon kills the work of all I’ve done, I hope, for you. They catch somewhere inside my throat — I dread the flames they may ignite; of love or hate, how can I know? Each word a […]