Fruits of the Spirit – Heather Choate Davis

Silence my soul, these trees are prayers. I ask the tree, “Tell me about God”; then it blossomed. —Rabindranath Tagore

A Child of God in the City of Angels

How joyful are the lights

Journal Entry, Thursday nite: “A hundred flickering votives, the slow devotions dancing and bursting, they move wildly, beyond all control, but never seem to blow themselves out. The flame holds steady fed by whatever the source of wind is here inside the sanctuary. The Spirit in us, we dance, we burst, we do not sitContinue reading “How joyful are the lights”