Faith is that scarlet thread leading through the side-wending looping labyrinth of hope.
These virtues are never so real, and never so far, as in the hard moments. Growth comes through pruning, which God kindly takes care of in my life. But growth comes, too, from watering, from tenderly tying the wayward tendrils back to the trellis. These happen, often, in community and conversation. And that is what I hope to foster here.
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