What can become of our broken pieces Broken pitchers and the light shone out.Broken bread and a multitude were fed.A broken box filled the house with fragrance.Can we find meaning or value under the covers Can Beauty be restored from these ashes Read more
The poems and corresponding texts reflect my story. Thoughts and prayers gathered form gleaning behind the reapers.
Listening and seeking to respond to the Divine promptings and guidance have led me to discover, on the one hand the sovereign workings of God´s mysterious ways and my human responsibility on the other.
Beauty and Bands were broken, how and why?
My quest; I needed to find a shepherd.
He was there.
Himself broke and wounded for me.
My life has been transformed. Beauty continues to be restored because of the Bond He made.