Love Story: A Walking Meditation is for the mother's heart, the nomads, those who've lost a parent too soon, and souls who long to slow down and witness their life.
Love Story: A Walking Meditation is for the mother's heart, the nomads, those who've lost a parent too soon, and souls who long to slow down and witne...
Within these pages you'll meet an old woman with the softest hands you've ever touched, be offered a window into a mother's heart, graze the edges of heaven, and be invited to slow down and consider the beautiful mystery we live moment to moment. In life, if we are to be true to our Maker, we must endeavor to reverence the soul by respecting our fellow travelers and their paths, which are each unique and personal, and to be patient with our own imperfect selves. Here Now: Waking Up to My Life is a collection of vignettes sharing pieces of my journey as I strive to reach this elusive goal.
Within these pages you'll meet an old woman with the softest hands you've ever touched, be offered a window into a mother's heart, graze the edges of ...
The idea for the following pages is my mother's. She said, -Let's write a book together, each writing about projects, events and time periods we've shared, but we won't look at each other's words until our own are written.- Even after her death I've kept my promise. I only looked at each of her tales once I had written my own experience of the same. These are our stories.
The idea for the following pages is my mother's. She said, -Let's write a book together, each writing about projects, events and time periods we've sh...
In the Bible, Moses sang. So did David, Mary, Paul, and many more. When we learn to sing God's words back to him, we align the deepest spaces of our hearts with the deepest places of his. You don't need to know how to read music or even sing in tune. All you need is Scripture and a willingness to engage God in song--and you will experience breakthrough.
In the Bible, Moses sang. So did David, Mary, Paul, and many more. When we learn to sing God's words back to him, we align the deepest spaces of our h...