Advent: Love

If your love had a measure, O LORD, it would be the length of the ocean tides in time and distance and constancy. If your love was a song, O LORD, it would be the symphony of forests with aspens clapping, foxes barking, streams babbling. If your love was a story, O...

Wilderness Heart

Is it easier for a flower to bloom in the desert or for love to bloom in a fearful heart? Say that it’s love, O God — love! Tell us that love is the easiest flower in the world to grow, the most natural life to spring up in the wilderness. Tell us, please...

Do Not Be Afraid

I am. Terribly so. Fear steals my breath and entangles my soul. There is no release, no grace, only nightmares of suffocating because love is lost because the world is dying yet still she tries to be her own salvation still I try to be my own resurrection and life....

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