Coldplay, Autumn Leaves, and the Voice of God

The other day, while I was sitting on my cozy, screened-in back porch, the wind suddenly began scuttling through the trees (which were fat and fragrant with autumn leaves), and the sound was like rushing water. If I’d closed my eyes I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference. The sound nearly took theContinue reading “Coldplay, Autumn Leaves, and the Voice of God”