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Written when I was in India many years ago. I was asked to speak the next day in a small
GROWING THE FAITH – One Step At A Time

Written when I was in India many years ago. I was asked to speak the next day in a small

Slap! Right across my young, tender teenager’s heart. “You are just like my mother,” his words cursed my very young

A new moon A new month A new season A new perspective To see, to hear, to walk The Ancient

The rain poured like cats and dogs as I drove in heavy traffic on I-95 north toward New Smyrna Beach,

Welcome to this space, a sanctuary for exploring hidden emotions and memories. Here, we unearth the rubble buried under the

Witnessing lives being restored through the love and care of a safe, supportive community is truly one of the most