Just because of all the rain lately.
The memory of a cold, windy, raining day resurfaced today.
She said in her blog God doesn’t always speak to us in a booming voice. It seems in these times God would only be heard in such a tone. It’s loud down here with all the news networks, overloaded stadiums, earthquakes, wars, scandals, overzealous weather, and the body politic. Can God get in a word edgewise?
Then there is the religious banter. A mixture of clanging cymbals and pundits with orchestral wands trying to direct every butt splintered pew sitter. There are thousands of good willed religious folk though, speaking truth through the cracks of the cacophony of mass market manipulation. Mustard seeds are handed out on an individual basis.
Am I talking too loud? Booming?
Ahem, back to the cold rainy day… It was about a decade ago when I had breakfast with a mentor. I questioned him about…
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