by Ana Lisa de Jong Three of the most beautiful lines: ‘He does not raise his voice; He does not crush the weak, or quench the smallest hope.’ So all our …
Catherine Lawton shares this poem with us as an encouragement and welcome to discernment today. May we take the time to prayerfully consider and listen to the stirrings of the …
As we are exploring awe and wonder, we are recognizing that others are as well during this time. Wanted to share with you a few poems by a guest writer, …
by Ana Lisa de Jong The heart has its tributaries, rivers deep, carved through stony ground. And the heart has its flowering branches, blazes of sudden colour at the intersect, …
by Ana Lisa de Jong In the great silence the flowers seeded and grew, the rain fell, the land took a breath, exhaled. The sun turned on its wheel heedless …
A Prayer Prayer is our armour, peace a shield, Your presence is a guard against the night. Great Mother, we drink from your breast. Great Father, we fall into your …
by Ana Lisa de Jong And God came down, said he would appear when we least expected. And God came here, slipping in behind a door left open. Appearing like …
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