Third day fifth month 12, 2009

[blue_leaf]

I just shared this with friend fulguritis 
and I want to share it with you too.
I have just been reading a passage from Quaker Strongholds by Caroline Emelia Stephen that describes my spiritual awakening so intently I got goosebumps reading this line :

" ...It is as if my painted roof had been smashed, and instead of the darkness I had dreaded, I had found the

Comments

[catnash]

That's actually very lyrical, I think.

[blue_leaf]

It was one of those things. I was reading along and, POW, this line hit me. I love it!

[anita_margarita]

How lovely that is. Thank you for sharing.

[blue_leaf]

It really is :0)