Sun-rhythm
Friday, and I watch the sun rise over the LA airport. It’s industrial art and it wedges its way into my cranial creases. I don’t mind. In my life, a...
Friday, and I watch the sun rise over the LA airport. It’s industrial art and it wedges its way into my cranial creases. I don’t mind. In my life, a...
In relation to the notion of a disarmed heart, I’d like to invite Grow Mercy readers to my wife’s website. Here’s an introductory insight from...
I introduced myself, thanked him for his talk on "centering prayer," and turned to leave. Father James stopped me and said, "I wonder if you̵...