I didn't know how faith felt when it grew incrementally.
For within your flesh, deep within the center of your being, is the undaunted, waiting, longing, all-knowing. Is the ready, able, perfect. Within you, waiting its turn to emerge, piece by piece, with...
If we connect with nature, we can reconstruct our soul, spirit and strength.
Men raised in a culture of blood revenge do not change in a day.
Rain storms are destructive and renewing, I want to turn my bad days into rain storms.
I knew that the Name was still with him, animating his soul, even as his body failed.
They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.
Sensitive people feel so deeply they often have to retreat from the world, in order to dig beneath the layers of pain to find their faith and courage.
The author cites researcher David Howard's idea of post-traumatic growth. Howard contends that some individuals faced with a traumatic event actually develop new strength.
He gave himself fully to the penitent life, fasting, praying, confessing his wickedness and execrating himself in public. He became a better man in the small matters of his days, an even better, wiser...
i loved him, every inch of his being, but i realised one day; if loving him meant losing me, than loving him was not enough anymore.
