The heart of the Father

I am standing on the balcony, drinking in color and the gravity of the landscape of where we have been led. Feeling small. Feeling the adventure and free fall of faith. Feeling so much gratitude for the invitation to come away with the One who writes the story. If personified, He would have His arm around me pointing with the other at every individual walking, living, breathing, and saying to me with happy and affectionate eyes, "that one is mine". - Suzei Povlich (Dec. 4th - Hope Center, Citè Soleil)