Worship Is The Act Of The Abandoned

He Is The Playfulness Of Creation, Scandal And Utter Goodness, The Generosity Of The Ocean And The Ferocity Of A Thunderstorm; He Is Cunning As A Snake And Gentle As A Whisper; The Gladness Of Sunshine And The Humility Of A Thirty-mile Walk By Foot On A Dirt Road.

Faith Looks Back And Draws Courage; Hope Looks Ahead, And Keeps Desire Alive.

You Would Not Ask Someone With A Broken Arm To Swim The English Channel, So You Cannot Demand That The Broken To Live As If They Were Whole.

How Can It Be Broad To Be The Same Thing To Everyone And Narrow To Be Everything To Someone? No, A Woman’s Function Is Laborious, But Because It Is Gigantic, Not Because It Is Minute. (what’s Wrong With The World)

It Takes Great Courage To Be Vulnerable. It Takes Enormous Strength To Be A Real Woman.