Ahuv Sheli

photo (used with permission) courtesy of   Raising Ecstasy   *I write this on the occasion of St. Teresa of Avila, 'our' favorite saint... Close your eyes " Wait... " he told me as I began to pray... " Breathe love first ..." I breathed him... " Slow down... "  and I placed my hand on his chest to take the rhythm of his heart beat... ------------------------------------ A few months ago, my good friend in the Purpose Driven Life sessions, challenged me to finish one drawing I had since 2010... he, like the others, was so eager to see me committing myself to a man...  I looked at my Vision Board and saw a bride and a bridegroom on the right, a family, and a mother holding a child. I've always had conflict with my desires for I never have fully felt the 'need' to have someone at the moment. " Please... please don't start drawing Jesus. You've already come out of the convent... Dra

It has been several weeks now since I started noticing how "positive" people are around me... At one of the conventions I attended a few Saturdays ago, I helped out at the registration area where I immediately identified this 'beautiful soul' among the crowd ~ a vibrant guy ~ a new face ~ who kept on coming back to our desk to ask for the VIPs so he could assist them. We were not formally introduced until dinner time ~he was the recently hired Coalition coordinator~ but even before that, I was very eager to know his 'story.' He had only one arm. Apparently from the bone structure, the deformity was not inborn but was caused by an accident early 2000 New Year. W hat really caught my attention was his oozing confidence. It was the careful attention he gave each one of us that made him extraordinary ~ and here I was thinking, how could he give so much when he lacks a hand?  He nourishes his "hidden life" with Christ and ministers