That Old Familiar Knock

There is a knock at the door The hour is late The house is quiet inside A bare bulb lights the room I am not expecting anyone Who could it be at this hour

#WednesdayWalk — Just Another Man in the Desert

I was tired. Fatigue overtook my body. All I wanted was to lay on my mat in my home and hide under my blanket. Life was overtaking me. I was tired; tired of it all. Yet my friend encouraged me to go. “You have to see this man. He is like no one I’ve ever […]