A Photographer's Heart
from another time.
A place not of our present.
I understand your insecurities and frailties.
I am your friend and yet you do not recognize me. 93 more words
2 days, 5 hours
Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens.
Every day brings with it trials and problems to solve. 342 more words
5 days, 15 hours
The Lotus Flower
I feel it is time to resurrect this blog…pun intended. I will post once a week, every Wednesday, and I will share my spiritual practices and beliefs and talk about issues around mental health and 12-step recovery. 400 more words
6 days, 19 hours
37 The hand of the Lord was on me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. 674 more words
1 week, 6 days
works in several directions.
It is easy to say poor, poor, pitiful me.
Wasn’t that a song? I think it was.
Warren Devon sang it. I think Terri Clark tried to sing it, but seriously? 414 more words
2 weeks, 4 days
“Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom;
in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth without knowing whose it will finally be.” 453 more words
You will again have compassion on us; you will tread our sins underfoot and hurl all our iniquities into the depths of the sea. 751 more words
4 weeks, 1 day