Your soul is so pure,
you will find peace,
I don’t know what to pray for,
am in a maze of grief.
I missed meeting you… 97 more words
It’s one of those rare, universal truths that must be acknowledged. Unlike some of the others- the eternal battle between good and evil, the incessant struggle to love and to be loved, the profession of faith in something that inspires daily life- it is housed in the living room of my house. 2,323 more words
While I was reading Ellie Mangle-Lero’s wonderful post today about the ongoing Cultural Revolution, I noticed that the lead picture was of the Beverly Hillbillies. I haven’t thought about that show in years, and then it hit me like a TON OF BRICKS! 467 more words
Sit up, take note and hear this.
Right here is a lady with a generous spirit.
Look how she sits as she tackles problems in no mere fits and starts but launches right in, her face locked in a rictus grin as she wears her sleeve on her heart (or the other way round). 73 more words