- 30th August 2005
- J. Davy Crockett III
The sound of the Cicadas was deafening as I walked along on a Sabbath morning in mid-August, enjoying the breeze and collecting my thoughts after a busy and eventful week. So much to think about, and then trying to making sense of it from a biblical point of view. Yet, those Cicadas were humming away so loudly, it was hard to concentrate.