There is a promisethat is carried throughout the agesand journeys the barren beauty of wilderness,the valleys of griefand the thresholds of new beginnings. Jerusalem’s pilgrim polished streets;cream red veined stoneand walls of prayerhave not forgottenthe promise. It comes to the listening earwearied by the sounds of many voices,now available to the one true voice that […]
God bless my blind spots Bless the people whose eyes I cannot see, give to them surfeit grace that overlooks the blindness of my log jammed eyes. And while you bless them, may you also bless the naked image I see in the mirror as for the very first time, spotless.