The one who looks to me for strength, Is not without my own, The one who calls on me for peace, Finds quietude is sown, The one who reaches for my hand, Will never walk alone, The one who comes to me for love, His heart is made my Home.

And I saw a vision of a gleaming white castle with a narrow footpath leading up to its great white gates. This walkway -- extending out from the gates as far as the eye could see -- was so worn that it appeared to the eye as a kind of cut-mark several feet deep. And when I asked a nearby angel as to the nature of this Bright Place -- and why the path leading up to it was so well-worn, she repl...

When it comes to the possibility of spiritual rebirth, it isn't that God does not will this for all of his earth-clad children. Quite the contrary: In this world of ours the goodness of God's Will is always active through his Son. What nullifies the birth of this eternal Life within us is that we have yet to learn how to ask and receive it. What is freely offered to us goes unaccepted because...