This is the space between all life and death, Between his final cry and second-first breath;The stillness between singing and applause,Between the reign of love

Reading Life through the Greatest of Books
This is the space between all life and death, Between his final cry and second-first breath;The stillness between singing and applause,Between the reign of love
Teach me, Lord, to number my daysInstead of counting sheep: To live as faithfully for the oneAs for the ninety-nine.May it be as I lay
I’ve written before about my past struggles with eating and body image. One of the most valuable lessons I learned through this issue, though, is
May I never say I was once a singer,But only ever that I was and am. And may I never say I was a runner,
Throughout college, I rehearsed at my church on Wednesdays. After a full morning of classes, I would hide away in the sanctuary to practice. Often,
As I expressed in an earlier post, I have come to love Dante’s Commedia more and more through rereading. In a manner almost scriptural, he