Canticle of the Soul

Canticle of the Soul

The words of my mom, Dona Witmer, from May 15th, 2001: He is so strong this morning that I cannot not sleep in body. A canticle of sorts runs through me and I feel Him surround me in perfect love. I had to get up and write of my love for Him and His for me. He holds...
Mom and Best Friend Lost

Mom and Best Friend Lost

On 8/22/2021, you lost your battle to Covid and I lost my best friend and mother. The family and I prayed so hard for you. God’s timing is not what I thought it would be to call you home, but I lay down my expectations and trust him. I trust the battle we prayed...
The Blessed Donkey Art

The Blessed Donkey Art

I imagine the donkey that bore Jesus into Jerusalem now follows Him around heaven like a puppy dog. That colt likely stared and linked with Jesus, adoration filling its soft eyes as coats were placed over its back in preparation for the King of kings to ride. That...