There are two kinds of suffering in this life. That which pursues us and that which we doggedly pursue.
When I think of God I feel like an ant crawling into a computer.
Procrastinatio n is the thief of dreams
Books are the most tolerant of friends.
Denial, perhaps, is a necessary human mechanism to cope with the heartaches of life.
I find myself seeking out the commonalities of our different religious experiences with hopes of encouraging, through my writings, the most hopeful, loving and redemptive qualities in all of us.