"Wait and see" is no easier now than it was as a child.
Maybe, if we just accepted our deaths, we might finally start to live.
My grandfather, a devout Christian, had the gift of healing.
Love is never convenient-and rarely painless
We are all in motion. Always. Those who are not climbing toward something are descending toward nothing.
Could it be that to truly love a thing is not to desire it, but to desire happiness for it?