The Rabbit

Sometimes I imagine God as a small and winsome rabbit working its way through the great dark and thorny briarpatch that is my life and myself – until, once at the centre, God stops and stays to dwell as a little but pervasive warmth that radiates outward giving me life and making space for others.

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