And It Can Be A Way Of

The Standing Fields [ready To Harvest]were The Legions Who Hadn't Filled Their God-vacuum With The One Who Was Born To Fill It; The Standing Fields Were Those Who Waited For Someone To Reach Out And Speak The Truth, And Tell Them How They Might Be Saved.

I Remember The First Time I Held My Book, My First Book In My Hands. I Cannot Tell You How It Moved Me.

My Life Is Extremely Full And Wretchedly Busy, And I Feel That While My Life Drains Energy From My Work, My Work In Turn Drains Energy From My Life. The Result Is, I Am Always Playing Catch-up Spiritually. That Is My Thorn.

Writing Is A Way Of Processing Our Lives. And It Can Be A Way Of Healing.

Give Me Faith, Lord, To Know Your Presence As Surely As I Know The Beating Of My Own Heart. I've Felt So Far From You.