Helping to Break Stigma against Mental Illness and Abuse; One Window at a Time. Stigma Hurts! I Only Have Your Picture. By Guest Writer, Helen Mercer-Luffman. We miss you more than words can say. No time can ease our pain. To live each day without you. Is like grass without the rain. A fish without a river. The cold without a blanket. This thought just makes me shiver. To have your arms around me. To feel warm again inside. To have you sit beside me.

Just as there is breaking of the bread that it may be shared, perhaps there could also be a breaking of the Word, that it may be proclaimed, that it may give life. here are attempts to break the Word. Saturday, January 09, 2010. Norlan H Julia, SJ. Wednesday, December 30, 2009. And you, High eternal Trinity. Acted as if you were drunk with love,. When you see that this tree could bear no fruit. But the fruit of death,. Because it was cut off from you who were life,.

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