. . . Harboring An Emotion As

The Truest Grace Is Not To Forgive, But To Have Never Found Fault.

Those With The Softest Hearts Build The Hardest Shells.

There Are People Who Come Into Our Lives As Welcome As A Cool Breeze In Summer- And Last About As Long.

We Stone Our Prophets, Then Build Monuments To Them After They're Gone.

I Find Myself Seeking Out The Commonalities Of Our Different Religious Experiences With Hopes Of Encouraging, Through My Writings, The Most Hopeful, Loving And Redemptive Qualities In All Of Us.