Space or science fiction has become a dialect for our time.
We are celebrating the feast of the Eternal Birth which God the Father has borne and never ceases to bear in all eternity... But if it takes not place in me what avails it? Everything lies in this that it should take place in me.
The outward work will never be puny if the inward work is great.
Truly it is in darkness that one finds the light so when we are in sorrow...
Words derive their power from the original word.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
