As the fly bangs against the window attempting freedom while the door stands open, so we bang against death ignoring heaven.
He stands erect by bending over the fallen. He rises by lifting others.
Love is a given, hatred is acquired.
If food were free, why work?
Sherrill On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer.
Thoughts are the gun, words are the bullets, deeds are the target, the bulls-eye is heaven.