Silence my soul, these trees are prayers. I ask the tree, “Tell me about God”; then it blossomed. —Rabindranath Tagore
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… Read More
The Word for the day
- Tue, 18 MayThrough Christ you now have faith in God, who raised him from the dead and gave him glory for this very purpose — that your faith and hope should be in God. (1 Peter 1:13-21)
