Faith Through Words


Early Easter morning was my mind’s dance with a whippoorwill.  One who bombarded my sleep with night songs.  My husband and I arrived home late Saturday evening, ready for restful tranquility, and upon our arrival, Mr. Whippoorwill and his whippoorwilling friends began their nightly chorus.  A verse lasts about forty-five minutes, with one incessantly repeating… Read More Sing