SUNDAY A.M.
Forgive me: in the book, there is wind and there is fire and all manner of overblown loud natural-disaster roaring and fury, but what pulls Elijah from his hiding place to stand and squint at the sky is the still small voice that follows. Elijah stands at the mouth of the cave, in the story, and the voice says what are you doing here.
I write g-o-d even…
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