In the midst of so much heartache and uncertainty, I return to one deep longing:
To crawl into the lap of God as Father.
To be held by the divine.
To feel safe, comforted, secure within Father Love—that ever-present, ever-gentle presence that holds vigil over my life.

This Mother’s Day, I find myself feeling the quiet, constant presence of Mother - the one who holds all life in her embrace. Life itself mothers me.