Love is a mess of romance and compassion. Compassion can remain.
Therapeutic tunnels promising greener grass succeed when they dump us back on the brown patch where we began.
As, by aging, wisdom besets me absent volition, a realization unfolds from within… some interpersonal relationships perhaps born of transaction or convenience evolve to survive…
After a son-to-father preface, list of 11 best free videos of the carol
Wishing we have “ears to hear” above the din of judgmental self-talk
YHWH and Yeshua choose US! With NO conditions.