IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN. Green and red will dominate our colors and add an enchantment to life. Commerce and Christianity will meet and labor together. The marketplace will swell with fatness. And it’s in such a world the lover is born, right in the midst of things, in the sweep and fury of life. Perhaps even in a shuffling, taxing time.
Lovers are born in simplicity, in lowliness, outside of money, born of dust and deity, of life and afterlife, no less a Christ event. Heaven said, "Now." A maiden said, "Yes." It's how love comes into the world. It's what happens when surrender and divinity meet.
In Love, what happens when surrender and divinity meet, Amen
