covered in his dust

Or at least lightly sprinkled

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  • Thoughts on Charlie Kirk’s Memorial

    The sun’s just come up and I’m sitting on the back porch with the dog. The fog hangs low.  Dew clings to the grapevine.  I can hear morning traffic on the main road while everybody heads to school or work. And I can’t stop thinking about Charlie Kirk‘s memorial yesterday.  Maybe you didn’t agree with Read more

  • Not all that dusty

    I started this blog probably about ten years ago.  I named it Covered In His Dust because it’s where I wanted to be at the time.  It still is.  Have I ever told you why? It’s from an old Jewish saying.  During the time of Jesus and before, there weren’t microphones or any kind of Read more