Andrea’s POV
“Our creator is as real to me as the Mother Earth herself, as real as the trees, the water, the sky. I have only to open my mind and heart to the power of love and He is there, healing wounds I didn't even know I had. I have an unshakable faith - yet faith is not religion. I put all my trust in our father the creator, and none in religion; for to me the later is a form of cult. Our creator is love, truth, blessed peace, forgiveness and joy. Love and fear cannot co-exist, and so I choose Him; I choose Love, and lay my fears at His feet so that He may help me unravel them and remain His child in mind, heart and soul,” the priest kept saying all these stupid nonsense while I kept on thinking that what was it….
What could have been so bad in our married life that he had to go ba
