I went for a walk the other day and couldn’t help but notice the signs that the season is changing around me. Gone are chirping cicadas and the sharp smells of high Summer's grasses, replaced by the honking of geese heading north and the smell of fallen leaves. Change has also been afoot in my … Continue reading ‘Where Moth and Rust Consume’: Impermanence and the Gospel
‘Where Moth and Rust Consume’: Impermanence and the Gospel
