175 Desert Glimpses (Heather Ruttan)
Thinking about Heavenly Mother often feels like wandering through the wilderness after someone. I catch glimpses, unsure if they are mirages. I also see her tracks, if I look for them. Sometimes it’s really frustrating but I think she’s there I just have to look. By putting in that work, maybe the desert of content surrounding this theology will be less of an abandoned wasteland.
