Wednesday, September 6, 2017
From the place where we are right
flowers will never grow
in the spring.
The place where we are right
is hard and trampled
like a yard, but doubts and loves
dig up the world
like a mole, a plow.
-Yehuda Amichai
Jesus is the embodiment of human possibility.
- Marcus J. Borg
Every age should think of itself as the " axial age" the pivotal age.
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