Good Morning, if anything like morning can be said to be good. Now that all the festivities are vaguely petering out—so sue me, I am not going to continue to party through January and February just because it’s Epiphany—we rousted ourselves from our overfed stupor and did a podcast finishing up that advent sermon. Turns out I don’t have an Elizabeth anointing, all I have is a pain in the neck. It’s all sparkle and shouting so you won’t want... Read more