Remembering God . . . in these pestilential times
God is absent on the streets of evil and in the woodlands of hate. God is in the warble of birds, in the frolic of animals in the forest, in the gurgling waters of the streams, in the blossoming...
God is absent on the streets of evil and in the woodlands of hate. God is in the warble of birds, in the frolic of animals in the forest, in the gurgling waters of the streams, in the blossoming...