I see the rv in the distance- it seems to have found its home- being parked most comfortable along the seconia and within the garage of a national park.

And I say it seems to have found its home and I wonder if we will-....i drive hours thru the night, my rear view mirroe the only gas that powers me to go on, in the love, and also there is the sadness which plays it's way into the vulgarity of where limits are pushed....boys- men- breaking out and then there is the oldest, surprises me by breaking in and being a role I didn't know existed and can not imagine without-

Oh morning winds that blow, I can not disern the weather of the times, and rain might be what we need, to keep us close- to heal-

Lord, I know without ur heart, naught is possible. Let me see christ in each of these souls who come thru me and let me love christ in them....in all forms. ‎

Amen