Like people involved in a centuries-long project of cathedral building, we can pour all our energy into building something magnificent for the Lord.

 

“Surely I know of no better place to walk, to think, to pray.”

 

As the sky was filled with dancing light from one mountain-rimmed horizon to the other, we shouted out thanks to the Lord and asked him to “do another one.”

 

Bearing my suffering consciously and willingly became a way to give myself and my love to the Lord.

 

Always she told me the truth: that she loved me, that the Lord loved me, and that I was not alone.

 

One of the biggest things Jim and I had in common was laughter.