Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere.

Overheard in a Washington D.C. church confessional: "Bless me Father, for sins have been committed."

Though the barriers of life seem formidable, we find when we challenge them that they have no will.

Sometimes, as practice for trying to convince myself that God exists, I try to convince my shadow that the sun exists.

What a blessing to be alone with your thoughts when so many are alone with their inability to think.

Usually, when you can't overcome the obstacles in your path, it's not your path.

Sometimes I imagine a get-together where I introduce my family to my blogger friends and my blogger friends introduce my family to me.