Everything is Holy Now.

98 Ordinary




Linda Irene

Looking for Jesus In All the Wrong Places.


I kept looking for Jesus in the places his people were...but that's not where he was. Or at least I couldn't feel Jesus there. He was in the hope of a little girl on the subway platform when she couldn't find her mother, and in the heart of a new jersey doctor, and in the Mormon boy who moved my house one saturday morning with his family, and in my son's eyes under the evergreen tree.

Let's get real.
Open Space.