Coping: “As a Man Drinketh…”
Water, water, everywhere? We need to have a discussion guided by the writings of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. He’s the “old dead dude” who wrote in the Rime of the Ancient Mariner our theme for this morning: “Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.” (continues) What … Read More