The one freedom God cannot give…
A Piece of Goodness
A well pruned tree is a sign of love, careful attention and skillful kindness. Prune me too, Dear One, I pray…Let me grow, blossom and thrive…
…we are reflections of each other, focusing our energies of what is most immediate, most precious, most life-giving, as we mature together.
Help me to celebrate my younger brother’s life…that after our father has passed, I will be the one running to welcome him home.
Your love is like gravity, drawing me to you, relentlessly, powerfully, gently, faithfully.