Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                              

All the greatest things you have done, with those of all the masters, are little purple berries on the end of bare branches that songbirds come and eat and then migrate far, strong and beautiful.


All the mistakes you ever made fall like leaves and rot in God's good dark earth until, after time and regret and a winter of letting go, it all becomes rich, black soil.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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