I finally read 'The Shack', by Wm. Paul Young.


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It is school holidays, which means very little to me besides that the train is quieter and my meditation classes are on a break. And I must admit, I adore having my evenings free agin.  I remember I used to have empty evenings most of the time.  They were good. How busy we do get.

I have been writing my responses to my next set of formation notes ( Read more... )