I love the beginning of winter. Staying in, blog finding, music listening, and putting my toes in the sun rainbows cast on the carpet.
Some days, my day dreams are so intoxicating desirable and brilliantly adventurous and lush, that I can hardly breath, or stand up, and I definitely struggle to understand why on earth I am not 100% pursuing them in this very moment. What am I do? Where is my mind and my heart in everyday? I am so saddened by all of the ways they do not collide.
Christ/ Christian Agnostism
The message of Galielee is overlaid with creeds and ceremonies and doctrines, and what with denominationsal squables, mutual disapprovals and intolerances, one can hardly catch the message oft he song of Man or be lifted up and strenthened by its beauty and power. Every declaration of that message should bring the listening into communication with the living Chris and into touch with the unseen...