Introduction

This blog is my attempt at sharing my thoughts on a very important subject - GOD.  See, God has been holding my hands and advising me for years.  Unfortunately, I didn't recognize His touch or His voice.

I love to read and I read books of many genres.  This year I read a number of books that have influenced my thinking about my life.

1. A Call to Joy by Matthew Kelly
2. The Forest Unseen by David George Haskell
3. In High Places with Henry David Thoreau by John Gibson
4. Praying with Francis of Assisi by Joseph Stoutzenberger & John Bohner

It was a little gem of a book titled Beauty: A Path to God  By Anthony J. Ciorra that changed how I thought about God and my relationship with Him.  My first read through was thought provoking and led me down the path of journal writing and coming up with lots of questions.  The second read through helped me examine my thinking.  As I was embarking on my third reading of the book I was diagnosed with breast cancer.  The wisdom in this book gave me a peace and a calm to journey through this diagnosis in a spiritual way.  Armed with wisdom from the book, making time to  listen to the whispers of God, and feeling Him holding my hand, I was able to make it through my cancer with a new desire to know and be aware of the presence of the Trinity.

My purpose of this blog is to help me find my way and get on the path.

I want to thank Father Anthony for his permission to use his title for this blog.  It speaks to my journey of getting to know God. 

I also want to thank Father Daniel Greenleaf, a mentor and teacher, who gently coaxes me to learn more and find my way through scripture.

Lastly, I want to thank my Son, Father Nathan March, who lite the way and gathered up my spirit to know Jesus.  I thank him for the memory of  walking the path of Saint Francis on top of the mountain of Assisi and letting me feel the breezes and the depth of prayer that echoes through the treetops.  Also, to have the patience of a loving son as his mom lingered behind to gather leaves along the path.  It might just be the metaphor for my journey.