Transcendence Digital Stories

Dear God, When I grow up, I want to be a grace-filled vessel of love. In the purest sense of the word, like the humble light that...

Of all the little creatures of this world that I might compare myself to, I am most certainly a worm. In my smallness and shortcomings,...

Sun stretches softly into warm day Gray gathers, threatening chill Acting through life like a play Each precious moment hoping to fulfill...