Stilled By The Wind

It’s windy today on The Highlands. This furtive kindness…the sun…the quiet…the joy.  This wind – only wind – is cleaning out the cobwebs. Our many small and large errors are being swept from our souls. I turn to the God of origins. The one who has no name to explain Himself. She is today’s sunlight. […]

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