‚ÄúThis being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor...Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for... Continue Reading →

Father, command my soul to rest in Your grace. To humble myself in Your presence. To let Your spirit thaw the coldness in me. Break down my walls and let Your light in. Father, won't You hold me close again?

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