Pastoral hugs and headbutts; Hitting the Top 100 on Substack; Same-day MAiD
3 Things this week and the Easter poem "Runners"
He is risen! Happy Easter, readers of Things I Wrote Down. Truly the best day of the year! Death couldn’t hold him. And it can’t hold us, either.
I hope you experience much joy as you reflect on the terrifying, startling, unbelievable, wonderful, hope-inspiring reality of the cross and the empty tomb.
