by Ana Lisa de Jong Have you ever heard a word or two and thought, ‘I knew that too?’ Somewhere within…. Did you ever want to articulate each word of knowledge …
by Ana Lisa de Jong I think I remember last time, you didn’t hear my prayer, so I hesitate to trust. Sometimes, when we have done all we can, we need …
by Ana Lisa de Jong I’m going to tell you a little secret, a little hard-learned truth, gained upon through long labour, and an endless broken walk. I’m going to tell …
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 …
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 …
