Matters of the Heart

Matters of the Heart: Arise I awoke in the desert on Easter morning. Through the window of my tent, I could see branches of a pinion pine, the sharp tines of a yucca, and beyond them soft, rolling sandstone — in full daylight the color of oatmeal, but glowing golden now with first light. The birds were up, rejoicing,a href='http://www.faithgateway.com/matters-of-the-heart/' title='Read more' .../a