
Buying a Stairway to Heaven
What would you give to have all your dreams come true? What if every little hope could bear fruit, if all that glittered really was gold?
What would you give to have all your dreams come true? What if every little hope could bear fruit, if all that glittered really was gold?
We tell the story, or cherish the memory, consecrating that moment in time, instead of recognizing that all of time is consecrated, and what set those times apart was the opening of our eyes.
It is the very things that we struggle with which both wound and bless us.