But, we do need to dredge out Rocks of Regret, Resentment and Rage . . . to have the waters flow. In me, the Water often trickles. I am semi-willfully blind to all the rocks I have buried, covered over . . . or made idols and altars of.
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On Being Between — Travel and Transitions
Good Morning, God! This morning Kit and I fly back home — spending most of the day BETWEEN Tucson and Honolulu. I feel “between” God. I think I am in the middle of a “molt” which tends to make me…
Holy Saturday and the Holy Spirit
Good Morning, God Over the years I haven’t thought much about Holy Saturday. It was just a day on which I waited for Easter. Good Friday I can picture. Easter, too. But for Holy Saturday I have no images. Now…
A Moment with God 