Blog Posts By Tag: Christian contemplation

  “Do you speak French?” my grand daughter asks. “Not really.” “Then how do you know they’re speaking French?” We’re sitting at a table at a small hotel in Costa Rica.  She had heard people conversing at the next table and asked me what language they were speaking.  I told her. I have to think.  “It’s like music,” I tell her.  “You listen to the sound – like listening to different composers and knowing which one wrote the piece.” She’s eleven, but she can distinguish Bach from Mozart, either from the Romantics.  She listens to the neighboring conversation.  “I hear it,” she says.  My mind goes back...
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