When you long for fullness
It rises and falls moment by moment, me scarcely aware. Receiving breath-gift. Fullness. The surrender of release. Emptiness. The breath cycle happens in spirit as in body. Grace is given,…
It rises and falls moment by moment, me scarcely aware. Receiving breath-gift. Fullness. The surrender of release. Emptiness. The breath cycle happens in spirit as in body. Grace is given,…
If I’m honest, I really don’t like the cross. I dread it, fear its demand for all. My heart runs from its command to come and die, its insistence on…
“How can you use me, God, me of such little faith, such little energy to get out and give and do things?” It’s a frequent struggle, this tension between how…