As the skipping rope hit the pavement, so did the ball. As the rope curved over the head of the jumping child, the child with the ball caught the ball. Down came the ropes. Down came the balls. Over and over again. Up. Down. All in rhythm. All identical. Like the houses. Like the paths. Like the flowers.
Madeleine L'Engle (1918-2007) American writer
A Wrinkle in Time (1962)
“Quick! Let’s get the rules changed fast before we look like boorish idiots!”
The Anglican Church of Nigeria and the Council of Anglican Provinces in Africa (CAPA) have both made, nearly in sync, the same proposal: “Postpone” the Lambeth Council for some indefinite…
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