Thoughts on a Fallen Steeple

A wind came without warning, strong enough to take a steeple clean off a church and yet restrained enough to spare everything else. When it was over, a sanctuary stood as it always had. No shattered windows. No collapsed walls. Only a steeple, white and fiberglass, torn by force, lying in pieces, carefully gathered andContinueContinue reading “Thoughts on a Fallen Steeple”

Walking the Long Road Through Shadow: Remembering ‘The Two Towers’

By the time The Two Towers arrived on December 18, 2002, the road no longer felt new. The wonder of Middle-earth remained, but it was tempered by strain, uncertainty, and the first true shadows of conflict. Helm’s Deep at nightfall, awaiting the battle to come. Unlike The Fellowship of the Ring, which introduced us to the Shire’s warmthContinueContinue reading “Walking the Long Road Through Shadow: Remembering ‘The Two Towers’”