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As a deer longs for flowing streams so my soul longs for you, Oh God.

Lists of worries tumbling around in my head, problems I can’t solve bringing fear and dread.

I woke up one morning completely dumfounded with dew. It utterly fascinated me. Surely I had seen dew before, or had I?

How is it that God allows Herself to be magnified in creation?

The more we yield and submit to the Potter’s Gentle Hand, the more we become humble, malleable clay in your Hands

Your meditation must flow into your daily life