It is dramatic to give your life for another…Most times, the drama unfolds quite slowly, deliberately, over billions of moments…
…remind me again of my goodness, that I am enough, that I am part of your beauty, that I belong, that I help make the universe complete.
Let me become empty, that you may fill me up. Let me become desolate, that my hunger for you may grow.
The true test of faith is not believing in God or subscribing to a certain image of God, but rather believing in my own goodness.
The devil came to me disguised as more, one more good thing I could do, should do, and then another, and another.