This book is a collection of reflections on the reality of Love’s presence. They are encounters with truth in the disguise of image and story—a game of horseshoes played across the threshold of non-existence. I throw iron shoes through the opening, and Hafiz throws back bowling balls, flower bouquets and circling doves. When difficulty arises, Jesus crawls out from the safe-keeping of my own heart to walk with me for a bit. And when all else fails, there’s a leopard ambush.
This book is a collection of reflections on the reality of Love’s presence. They are encounters with truth in the disguise of image and story—a game of horseshoes played across the threshold of non-existence. I throw iron shoes through the opening, and Hafiz throws back bowling balls, flower bouquets and circling doves. When difficulty arises, Jesus crawls out from the safe-keeping of my own heart to walk with me for a bit. And when all else fails, there’s a leopard ambush.