You've entered the caverns, enjoy your stay.
So this is the world we face today: a coming winter, irritating people gnashing their teeth just to maintain dominance, and all-around a sorrowful lack of compassion. Who are we? When I ask myself this question, I take a deep breath and believe it or not, ask the Holy Presence to keep me focused. Better to respond to biting accusations with silence. To respond in kind only weakens my ability to serve. And you see, that's what I've been called to do. Serve. Not those yearning for power, but those barely able to ask. Yes, the inarticulate, the stumbling, the ones near tears. Like myself, they need healing too.