when sparrows fly
Healing, Misfit, Missionary, Missions, Perspective

When Sparrows Fly

Just yesterday after Jack Sparrow made his swift exit, I went out the front door to see if I could catch another glimpse of him. Maybe he would stay around the house?

Choices, Harvest, Healing, Love, Uncategorized

The Dance

Inside I feel, as I suppose many of us do, the need to be understood and accepted. I easily concur with the above verse from Romans; the only debt I have to others is to love them. However, I want others to love and accept me and my natural tendency is to explain things away to gain approval.