“Don’t You care that she’s not helping me?”
Martha’s words reflected the turmoil in her soul. With so much to do, how could Mary just sit there? 708 more words
The Path of Love is like a bridge of hair across a Chasm of Fire.
The Realization that every act, every word, every thought of ours not only influences our environment but mysteriously forms an integral part of the Universe, fits into it as if by necessity, in the very moment we do or say or think it, is an overwhelming and even shattering experience. 554 more words
Due to the death of my wife, I’m re-posting some old devotionals for a while. This is one very relevant today, on All Saints Day, which also speaks to me on the loss of my wife. 1,830 more words