I had a dream. But it wasn’t one I dreamed last night. It was one God buried deep within me, like a treasure hidden in my soul while I was being knit together, formed in my Mother’s womb. It found its way into my consciousness in 1997, when I was 43. It...
One poster in a daily devotional discussion group observed that having grown up in a particular faith tradition, she appreciated the ways in which it had developed her spiritually. “But I was never taught that there was any other kind of faith than...
