October 2009

3 posts

Where there is no love, pour love in, and you will pull love out. St. John of the Cross
If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come. Chinese Proverb
Time is a transient thing.  It slips by quickly unnoticed until days, weeks, months have melted away. Time in a crisis is even more fleeting. I find myself starting again in more ways than one.  But isn’t that what life and faith are all about?  A journey of stops and starts, speed bumps and long …