Love is an endless act of forgiveness.

Bottom line, wasn’t life itself a special occasion?

I grew up hearing words like snakeroot, sassafras, mullein - things that had wondrous, mysterious sounds in their names.

In Ireland there’s no such thing as bad weather ~~~ only the wrong clothes. (In the Company of Others)

One of the things that makes a dead leaf fall to the ground is the bud of the new leaf that pushes it off the limb.

When the trees and the power lines crashed around you, when the very roof gave way above you, when the light turned to darkness and water turned to dust, did you call on Him? When you called on Him, was He somewhere up there, or was He as near as your very breath?

Don't fear whatever God lays before you today.