I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.
Intimacy, as I am using it, is sharing my reality with you. - Keith Miller
Intimacy, as I am using it, is sharing my reality with you.
- Keith Miller
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack. - Keith Miller
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
I am discovering that in trying to find God's will and the shape of the Christian life I have begun an adventure so great that its total completion w… - Keith Miller
I am discovering that in trying to find God's will and the shape of the Christian life I have begun an adventure so great that its total completion w…
Memories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs… - Keith Miller
Memories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs…
A forest is mystery but the desert is truth. Life pared to the bone. - Keith Miller
A forest is mystery but the desert is truth. Life pared to the bone.
Prayer no longer seems like an activity to me; it has become the continuing language of the relationship I believe God designed to fulfill a human li… - Keith Miller
Prayer no longer seems like an activity to me; it has become the continuing language of the relationship I believe God designed to fulfill a human li…
I am deeply a part of the problem for which Christ died. - Keith Miller
I am deeply a part of the problem for which Christ died.
I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not. - Keith Miller
I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not.
Feelings are like a color chart that God has given us. - Keith Miller
Feelings are like a color chart that God has given us.
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