Do you remember where you came from? Yep. I remember.I remember being daddy’s little girl. Stealing his stocking cap with the CAT logo on it and slapping it on my head as a toddler. I remember falling asleep on my dad’s beer belly as he napped. I remember my two older brothers not yet to…
The grass bowed in the wind to the Spirit of the Birch trees. In a gentle reply the Birch trees extended out their branches like arms and swooped down, gently caressed the tops of the blades of grass. The Sun’s rays beamed down and danced a joyous dance upon the grass and the Birch trees.…
God breathes Into each one of us The Spirit that carries us For we are ordinary people Yet exceptional as well For we walk We run We stumble And are lifted up again With the breath of God Pouring like rain Into our Spirits Baptizing us Again and again In the Spirit of Love Peace…
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