How does faith move from one generation to the next? How does God's call reach into the heart? Does it pass from one heart to another? Does it blow, like the wind, from a mother's or father's very breath? Does it come from a new place, from a separate place, or does it pass through a shared point, a common link, through a single interlacing or web? From whatever starting point, or source, God's call pulls one up into a new place, a vulnerable yet exhilarating place--open, receptive, truly oneself. What an honour to share this powerful and gentle calling with father, with daughter, with husband, with God.
