Drifting away into arctic waters, our hearts and minds slip into glacial uncharted seas. The cold seems as unbearable, as does the lack of direction. Gasps of warmth dissipate and the compass freezes. To be chilled and lost leaves deep traces of disenchantment, piercing flesh and spirit. In the midst of shivers and aimless floating, a gradual but bold divine touch adds renewed substance and clarity to the mission of love, which offers tenderness and an itinerary for shelter to the salvaged.
Monday, January 9, 2012
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