More Spacious Than The Heavens
On the Three-Dimensionality of Orthodox Iconography
Baby Kicks
Yam suddenly sprung forward from her relaxed posture on the couch and held her hand over her stomach. “Come quick!” She exclaimed. I rushed over and she grabbed my hand and placed it where hers had been. Her hand over mind, and ours over the mystery, we became still and silent with anticipation. At first nothing, but then everything!
The little…
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