The word, faith, is said a lot.
At least in my world.
But almost every time it is named, it is done in its own unique way. 939 more words
From: Courage is a Three Letter Word
It was Good Friday, April 17, 1981, and I had just asked John Ehrlichman why he had not committed suicide. 3,743 more words
Dear Lord, I have swept and I have washed but
still nothing is as shining as it should be
for you. Under the sink, for example, is an… 136 more words
From Reclaiming Virtue
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The mysterious complexity of our life is not to be embraced by maxims, to lace ourselves up in formulas of that sort is to repress all the divine promptings and inspirations that spring from growing insight and sympathy from a life vivid and intense enough to have created a wide fellow-feeling with all that is human.
All that we see rejoices in the sunshine,
All that we hear makes merry in the Spring:
God grant us such a mind to be glad after our kind, 46 more words