When the wind whistles through my helmet, I sometimes hear whispers mixed into it.
Category Archives: reflections on worth
There’s something happening here… Stop, children, what’s that sound?
“There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” Except to the child-mind and -heart
Parents, remember? Exercise your soul today
Moments of pure loving as we held and simply adored our babies… What happens to those?
I am being loved (2). You. Your Power. A Christface
Each of you who has loved me has been God’s face for those moments
