Before they split for good, my parents gave their disintegrating marriage one final go. My mother joined my father in Louisville, Georgia. As a result, the first portion of my elementary school years was spent in a small town surrounded by farmland, forests, and fishing holes.
|Nicholas Roerich’s “And We Continue Fishing”|
|Sabin Balasa’s “Freedom in the Aquarium”|
|Norman Rockwell’s “Fishing”|
The sermon was preached at the Holy Eucharist for the 35th Annual Convention of the Episcopal Diocese of Western Louisiana hosted by the Monroe Convocation.