It snowed the other night. Not enough to be bothersome and in need of shoveling. It was the soft, quiet, and gentle snow that covers just enough to blanket the trees and grass in a white beauty. I open my book in the early morning and read: “I will hearken what the...
The prudent lover considereth not the gift of the lover so much as the love of the giver. He looketh for affection more than the value, and setteth all gifts lower than the Beloved. The noble lover resteth not in the gift, but in Me above every gift. (The Imitation of...
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