A Fortress Not of Stone
Psalm 27:1, 5-13 Into your courts, O Most Holy,we come bearing our weights and burdens,to cross the threshold and breathe in the cool airredolent with tallow, incense, wood soap, dust motes set ablaze and twirling by colored grass and the breath of prayer-a humble little church, carpet threadbarefrom the tread of feet drawn to your …
