A season of death is upon us, unstoppable, the only way is through, so may God be with us and may we be with God
…we are reflections of each other, focusing our energies of what is most immediate, most precious, most life-giving, as we mature together.
I died and went to heaven, and as the…holy fog cleared, I noticed I was wearing an apron…And when he looked up, I recognized his face as Jesus.
I have been graced to witness someone come to know in the core of his being that he was loved as he was…
…if you lean in you can hear the moaning…it is only human to wish for something else