tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post6943113797119679553..comments2023-09-05T09:03:21.930-07:00Comments on Scribbles and Scripts of a Reverent Bohemian: Deep.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-78702482236670363962008-05-01T16:23:00.000-07:002008-05-01T16:23:00.000-07:00Seems I have run to the tsunami's face for almost ...Seems I have run to the tsunami's face for almost all of my life....I wonder daily why it is that some have such great faith and I have so little. Is it my mind, my heart, my weakness? I have a hard time praying but cry when I can't. I know the Catholic Church of my childhood and young adult years is not the answer. I think I spend too much time thinking about the structure rather than the feeling of "church."rosemaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03300107116527320425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-88441701733816203742008-05-01T13:54:00.000-07:002008-05-01T13:54:00.000-07:00Great analogy. The problem I have is that I don't ...Great analogy. The problem I have is that I don't always know what direction to go. The danger is not obvious and where to run is not clear. I do want to run toward God and His great love, but in the dailiness of life I sometimes get confused. When I do figure it out I run with all the strength that is in me to protect my family and friends from evil.Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15708010694158542241noreply@blogger.com