I don’t want to be the leader

Our small group was scheduled to meet one last time, in the afternoon, but I wanted that time off. Time alone. A little peace and quiet if I could find it. After breakfast I tried to survey the group, which continued to thin. I told, Val, the cheery, country woman, that I wasn’t sure IContinue reading “I don’t want to be the leader”

Alistair the Barrister

After our morning Bible study, one of our new English friends dropped us off in the nearby town of Cluny— home to the first Benedictine monastery— for a walk-about and some lunch. We scrambled to get a bus back in time for our afternoon study group, which was now comprised of me, Michael, who couldContinue reading “Alistair the Barrister”