Can you imagine the hopelessness of trying to live a spiritual life when you’re secretly looking up at the skies not for illumination or direction, but to gauge, miserably, the odds of rain?

“I've always thought I could use my brain and my heart to jockey everyone around…”

“...I've gotten endless signs of the greatness of God's love and hilarious care,…”

“There is ecstasy in paying attention.”

“The problem is acceptance, which is something we're taught not to do. We're tau…”