There Is A Lovely Road

Now God Be Thanked That The Name Of A Hill Is Such Music, That The Name Of A River Can Heal.

Nosecond Johannesburg Isneededuponthe Earth.one Is Enough.

There Is A Man Sleeping In The Grass. And Over Him Is Gathering The Greatest Storm Of All His Days. Such Lightening And Thunder Will Come There Has Never Been Seen Before, Bringing Death And Destruction. People Hurry Home Past Him, To Places Safe From Danger. And Whether They Do Not See Him There In The Grass, Or Whether They Fear To Halt Even A Moment, But They Do Not Wake Him, They Let Him Be.

But To Punish And Not To Restore, That Is The Greatest Of All Offences.

St. Francis Of Assisi Taught Me That There Is A Wound In The Creation And That The Greatest Use We Could Make Of Our Lives Was To Ask To Be Made A Healer Of It.