Struggles abound in every breath for those with an eye to see pain and brokenness. It is my curse to walk in step with such hurt, shame and even anger. I keep searching though for the underside, soft and sensitive to the light and grace of a loving God organically weaved into the holy spaces of day to day living. The power of human touch, the miracle of renewing life, and the sensitivity of the artist’s eye create spaces of hope for my living, honestly….
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This is touching, powerful – and on a personal level, very meaningful to me. I am looking forward to reading more of the blog… and thank you for stopping by mine as well.
“honestly”…beautifully touching…the hidden soul.
Thank you for stopping by Storyteller. — Ray