I posted a picture of buns that I made this evening and this was the fabulous reply from our very own Suspicious Minds:
I saw a pillar of light in my oven, above the brightness of the sun, which descended gradually until it fell upon me.
It no sooner appeared than I found…
Here is the letter he included with the framed gift:
Over the past few months, I have had some time for serious reflection. While a great deal of
it focused on what God wants me to learn and do here in Southern Alberta, my thoughts have also
turned to each of you. I am truly grateful to have each of you as my child and to have those you
have brought (and will bring) into our family. Each of you has been…
This has been a particularly rough Christmas for me. I don't like Christmas to begin with and now that I am not attending church and with my divorce thrown into the mix, I am finding it harder then usual.
What is the purpose of this holiday now that i belive god and jesus do not exist. I KNOW it can be the spirit of giving and being a better person, but somehow something is missing for me. I am even considering attending a Christmas Eve mass at a friends church to see if that is what…Continue
Whatever is we only know
As in our minds we find it so;
No staring face is half so clear
As one dim, preconceived idea—
No matter how the fact may glow.
Vainly may Truth her trumpet blow
To stir our minds; like heavy dough
They stick to what they think—won’t hear
Our ancient myths in solid row
Stand up—we simply have to go