Spirit's gift of freedom comes to us as a conscious rhapsody of being chosen and choosing. We are journeyed through life by mysterious Spirit that will not let us be till we grasp our freedom, with fear and fascination, till we say yes or no. This is the glory of being human: experiencing being chosen to decide, and deciding, again and again, endlessly. This is the conscious rhapsody of our lives.
~ from OUR UNIVERSAL SPIRIT JOURNEY by John P. Cock
What I wear is pants. What I do is live. How I pray is breathe... Up here in the woods is seen the Word. That is to say, the wind comes through the trees and you breathe it.
