I cannot exist without in some sense taking part in you, in the child I once was, in the breeze stirring the down on my arm, in the child starving far away, in the flashing round of the spiral nebula.
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"Does not Wisdom call, does not understanding raise her voice? ...Hear, for I will speak noble things, and from my lips will come what is right." (Proverbs 8:1,6)
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- Jesus Can Work It Out
- God’s love is like a circle
- Prayer for protection
- His living presence
- Spiritual beauty
- Dying to self
- A prayer for day's end
- He is risen! Alleluia!
- Stabat Mater - Pergolisi
- Good Friday
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- Tenebrae
- Romanian Orthodox Byzantine Chant - The Lamentations
- Happy St. Patrick's Day!
- A blessing for Holy Week
- What is the Gospel Story in your own words?
- The importance of self-acceptance
- PAINTING PRAYER It was my very great privilege to ...
- Spiritual sensitivity and contemplation
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- Radical hospitality
- God of the Moon and Stars - Kees Kraayenoord
- We REALLY need to remember this!
- We are marching in the light of God
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