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Testimony at the Trattoria

What’s the difference between Testifying and Witnessing? In the evangelical sense, I mean.
As I’ve already mentioned, “So what church you go to?” is a conversational opener I hear quite a bit. I also posit that that the people who initiate chitchat with this line are usually aged 70 and up.
But yesterday, I was proven wrong. Continue reading

Witnessing with Wildflowers: an Essay

Sometimes a dogwood is just a dogwood*

Sometimes a dogwood is just a dogwood*

At yesterday’s wildflower hike, none of the other registered participants showed up, so the leader was all mine. The walk is up, over and down a steep ridge, quilted in overlapping habitats. It begins with the nature sanctuary’s meadow and pond, stumbles along a creekbed and drystone slave wall, doglegs through a cedar barren, and then climbs from beech-maple to oak-hickory along a burped-up bit of the Highland Rim before it drains into the old orchard. Continue reading