When your heart is breaking at my death, blame me, dear one.
A Piece of Goodness
August 2
Sometimes a little thing can mean so much, yet sometimes it doesn’t mean much at all. Sometimes all I have to offer is to listen.
August 1
Oh God…open my heart to recognize your invitations, the ones that are always there yet tailored to the circumstances.
July 30
Summer birds greet me…
July 29
I’m often surprised at how joyful joy can be, and that the eyes of Jesus see not only others, but also see me.