Running in the Rain
I lay in bed listening to the rain. The brook outside my bedroom door, normally babbling, was now a loud roar. I remember when weather like…
I lay in bed listening to the rain. The brook outside my bedroom door, normally babbling, was now a loud roar. I remember when weather like…
Continued from part 1 of 2. Just hours after the Boston Maration explosions, Father Dave talks to callers from around the Boston area and around…
Just hours after the Boston Maration explosions, Father Dave talks to callers from around the Boston area and around the country about what their faith…