this is a work in process :: thoughts expressed are current personal opinions and are not necessarily final statements :: i reserve the right to disagree with myself and/or change my mind at any time :: it is a reflection on spiritual growth / formation :: and a little bit of just about everything else thrown in
this is the irrational season when love blooms bright and wild had Mary been filled with reason there'd have been no room for the child
Madeleine L'Engle
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