Looking for God in messy places
Being our true self is something we grow into.
How love resists death.
When we think that love amounts to filling our own emptiness, we may begin to treat other people as if they were things.
Love gives our lives an eternal meaning. Without it, we are a noisy gong. A clanging cymbal.
The one who brought us here will bring us home.
Letting go may be our chief spiritual challenge.