Happy Father’s Day! To celebrate, Fran and Rhiannon gave me this card which they made themselves. I thought it was so pretty I decided to share it with the world.
Happy Father’s Day
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Books by Carl McColman
- Communion and the Broken Body September 13, 2009
- Of Death, Dementia, and Dear Old Friends November 11, 2010
- Wasting Time with God May 11, 2010
- Of Atheists and Apophatics… November 26, 2010
- Concerning Spiritual Noise, (Lack of) Inner Silence, and Singlemindedness October 25, 2010
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Benedictine Spirituality and the Community of Hope
April 24, 2013
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Does God = Consciousness?
April 12, 2013
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Carmelite Review reviews “Answering the Contemplative Call”
April 11, 2013
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Concerning Stillness, Songs, and Soul Friends
March 26, 2013
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Simplicity and Silence
March 22, 2013
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Beautiful! Thank you for sharing this heart and time spent creative effort offered on behalf of your fathering, Carl. Loved it and knowing that card was specially made for you!
Happy Father’s Day!!
Suzanne
Appreciated, Carl! I love it when my kids make me cards. I keep them for years. It’s the knowledge that they thought of me for more than a fleeting moment while they created it that touches me.