A counselor’s confession:

Some nights i have the favor and fervor to bless through depth listening. And so i do. People just tell me their inner, unheard stories and I listen and feel like i am so blessed to know and behold them.

People perhaps tell me too much, but it goes into some unseen blanket of Love, where our inner tapestries are eventually written. I’m overwhelmed by each of us. And amazed over and over again, by Our common Father, who is constantly, leaning in to hear us, in and into, Love!