My son called to me that God was inside his red fire engine. He wanted to show me. I did move as fast as… — Deborah Keenan Copy Share Image
The longing to be holy makes us weep, and we trust tears since they are made of water and come from our body, a… — Deborah Keenan Copy Share Image
“This path, this road that is one perfect straight line even if it goes around the world through heat and fog and rain and… — Deborah Keenan Copy Share Image
