I approached the pulpit my notes were scribbled the sermon felt rushed and underprepared I had to write this quickly and with relevance t...

The power of friends I stand over the lecturn I look down at my notes my mouth hurts with thy dryness of nerves my heart beats that har...

My journey The warmth of the sofa I was lay on was comforting although slightly too short for me to lie quth it being completely flat . ...