Russellings of the Spirit

confession

  • “My bad. I’m Sorry.”

    Joan told me. In fact, more than once. She made sure I knew it was MY responsibility. And yet, when we parked our car and got ready to catch the shuttle bus to the Fort Collins City Fourth of July… Continue reading

  • What would YOU do?

    What if? What if you KNEW – with all the confidence you could muster – that things were going to turn out badly? What if – more specifically – you knew that the path your friend was walking would lead… Continue reading