Beautiful essay. I am glad the sky is there when the roof is gone. I am glad the pillars remain to mark the ages of thought and good foundations. And it begins joy to me that others have built and are building smaller more intimate shelters of faith within. And still the sky is there and the stars and the wonder. I am glad.
Beautiful essay. I am glad the sky is there when the roof is gone. I am glad the pillars remain to mark the ages of thought and good foundations. And it begins joy to me that others have built and are building smaller more intimate shelters of faith within. And still the sky is there and the stars and the wonder. I am glad.
Beautiful, Abbey!!
Thank you brother!