On July 6, 2026, I went on pilgrimage to Scotland. I wanted to see the places dear to me through the eyes and heart of another, George MacDonald, who was born on September 10, 1824, in Huntly, Scotland, on the second floor of a stone house in a room in which I would soon stand.ContinueContinue reading “Scotland Pilgrimage 2026”
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Ode to George MacDonald
On his death day, September 18th. Medallion of George MacDonald (1824-1905) in Huntly, Scotland When all is lost our love glows in the dark,And we’ll see so much better when we dareObey and keep our commentary spare.Why say, “I’m a worm!” you who are a lark?Up high he flew and called sweetly from thereWhere eyesContinueContinue reading “Ode to George MacDonald”
