The works of creation tell His Story and I feel their reverberating song deep in my bones.
Winds of Change
Life Outside the Filter
A life long sorrow -- for Anne with an 'e' Shirley, it was her red hair. Hair, dark as a raven's wings, that was her greatest desire for herself. The red of her hair was the one thing she could not imagine away. She was left in complete sorrow over the tragedy of that which…
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I have found that one of the reasons I love my realm of comfort so much, is that it rarely leaves a place for doubt. It is a space I feel most confident here. My sureness is not so easily threatened and I am more aware of the weak spots...and how to best avoid them.…
Chronicles of a Keeper: 