“How did the mother duck know
The recipe for making her eggs?

And how did my own mother work out
The 900 ingredients for the milk I drank?

How did the salmon give directions
For finding the way home?

Would I ever learn to swallow again
After forty days of this stroke?

Then suddenly the miracle
The applesauce went down.”

~ >Robert Brow

I read this on my wise eighty two year old sage-friend website – He is one who had helped me through many mini and bigger “hells” in my life. He shared with me many joys too. He also opened me to see pastoral ministry and theological reflection with a bigger heart and broader mind. I’m so indebted to him (though we haven’t been in touch much lately), and I’m praying for him to be in good health. Take care Bob.

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