Let's Just Say That I

The Standing Fields [ready To Harvest]were The Legions Who Hadn't Filled Their God-vacuum With The One Who Was Born To Fill It; The Standing Fields Were Those Who Waited For Someone To Reach Out And Speak The Truth, And Tell Them How They Might Be Saved.

Easter Is Never Deserved.

In Ireland There’s No Such Thing As Bad Weather ~~~ Only The Wrong Clothes. (in The Company Of Others)

My Life Is Extremely Full And Wretchedly Busy, And I Feel That While My Life Drains Energy From My Work, My Work In Turn Drains Energy From My Life. The Result Is, I Am Always Playing Catch-up Spiritually. That Is My Thorn.

I Made Real Sacrifices And Took Big Risks. But Living, It Seems To Me, Is Largely About Risk.