There is a Buddha with a smile, the smile of unbearable compassion its called Unbearable if there is you that needs to bear it, washed thru Christ, thru the emptiness of realization, that there's nothing but this moment, No story has happened or is even created that your mind isn't the narrator... I am more than any thing I can know. I live and love when I am connected to my neighbor. My community, my children, my friends and compassion for Matthew... I open my heart to myself and to those who have been visited by struggle for strength... I pray for strength in Christ Jesus. Lord, show me the way. Thy will be done, show me towards the narrow gate Amen
Friday, June 13, 2014
Poem prayer
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