Another Silent Exchange Between the General Conference Organists
A glance. A touch. A longing. A love. A secret desperate to break free. A desire to jump and a debilitating fear of the fall. A deep dream and the looming threat of sunrise. A boundless love carried by hands in chains. A year after they first came to understand the love they share, the organists playing alongside the choir today now maintain a second, … Continue reading Another Silent Exchange Between the General Conference Organists