Marriage Is A Very Long Process.

The Dawn Came - Not The Flaming Sky That Promises Storm, But A Golden Dawn Of Infinite Promise. The Birds Came Flying Up Out Of The East In Wedge-shaped Formation, And The Mist Lifted In Soft Wreaths Of Sun-shot Silver. Colour Came Back To The World. The Grass Glowed With A Green So Vivid That It Seemed Pulsing, Like Flame, From Some Hidden Fire In The Earth, The Distant Woods Took On All The Amazing Deep Crimsons And Purples Of Their Winter Colouring, The Banks Were Studded With Their Jewels Of Lichens And Bright Moss, And Above The Wet Hedges Shone With Sun-shot Orbs Of Light.

Imagination Comes From Yourself And Can Deceive You, But Vision Is A Gift From Outside Yourself - Like Light Striking On Your Closed Eyelids And Lifting Them To See What's Really There.

What Is The Scent Of Water?" "renewal. The Goodness Of God Coming Down Like Dew.

Faith Given Back To Us After A Night Of Doubt Is A Stronger Thing, And Far More Valuable To Us Than Faith That Has Never Been Tested.

I Don't Think There's Anything More Tiring ... Than Expecting People Who Don't Turn Up.