The mind worries. the soul is at rest. The mind complains, the soul looks for the presence of God. The noise of the garbage truck in our brain keeps us from even being aware of the soul. Some people live and die, and exist only in the realm of the brain. The heart of God is in the soul. The spark of the divine, the image of God, is imprinted on our souls. Our souls magnify the Lord.
Hmmm...I wonder what tomorrow would look like if I chose instead to live from my soul instead of from my brain? Probably a whole lot more peaceful for starters. Something definitely worth striving toward...
Blackfish City at the National Building Museum
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How cool is this??!? The National Building Museum is hosting “In Pursuit of
Healthy & Equitable Cities” 2/12 – using my novel BLACKFISH CITY as a
springboa...
4 weeks ago
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