“What happens when you find joy unspeakable in an unspeakably joyless world? Does it change the world; does it change us or God? When I speak of joy, I refer to an exultation of body and soul that extends far beyond our ordinary pleasures. This is the true joy of life, the being used up…

It comes around every year. Drone Warfare. It’s ugly. The male bees, named drones, larger than their female counterparts have been raised for the sole purpose of mating the queens in the neighborhood. Their genetics are important, but their role is short lived. If their number is not called up for the mating flight, ensuring…

You nurture a hive through the winter, tending it like a baby. Then one day, due to such good care, the queen begins laying and laying and laying and laying…she lays so many eggs, evidently up to 2000 eggs a day, that soon the hive is packed with fuzzy little bee babies rolling around everywhere.…