I'm still tuned to an instrument of greater and unknown designs
I'm still looking for direction, some kind of sign
I'm still looking for direction, some kind of sign
[Great Lake Swimmers, "Still"]
notes from the underground: my attempt to keep the things I read in my brain
If God comes down to earth through [the] Son made flesh, then we ascend toward heaven through Jesus present in each sister and brother for ...
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I would just like to say that I really enjoy your blog. It's like one of those interactive museums -- so many things to look at, read, watch, listen to. :) It's wonderful. You are like an all-star blogger.
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