"My coming to faith did not start with a leap but rather a series of staggers from what seemed like one safe place to another. Like lily pads, round and green, these places summoned and then held me up while I grew. Each prepared me for the next leaf on which I would land, and in this way I moved across the swamp of doubt and fear....I can see how flimsy and indirect a path they made. Yet each step brought me closer to the verdant pad of faith on which I somehow stay afloat today." From Anne Lamott's Traveling Mercies
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Such a gorgeous image and words too heather!
Such a peaceful image... *sigh...
:-)
I love this book! I've been thinking a lot about you too, Heather! Great to hear from you. Look forward to catching up.
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