Every moment, a voice, out of this world, calls on our soul, to wake up and rise.
What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.
Why should I stay at the bottom of a well, when a strong rope is in my hand?
What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.
We love that s why life is full of so many wonderful gifts.
Heart be brave. If you cannot be brave, just go. Love's glory is not a small thing.