.I always feel as though I have been gifted with the best job in the world, that of working with authors and taking a deep dive with them into the heart of their story.
Many stand out although all are unique. Just recently, however, I started getting emails from a woman named Noor. It was immediately clear to me that English was not her first language and yet her prose was exquisite.
It spoke of the love of the Creator who created this world in impeccable precision and that each of us are perfect in every way. She writes about never blaming others if your life is not what you envisioned because, as perfect beings, we each have the freedom to choose and to create as we see fit. She defines freedom as the breaking of all the restrictions we place on ourselves and others so that we can live only in God who loves all of us equally, regardless of nationality, skin color or religion.
Her words are full of light and love and she is unfailingly polite and kind in her communications. One day she let me know that it was often difficult to write to me as there were troubles in her country but that she would try. I wondered where she lived and how in spite of these troubles her words breathed light and so I asked her.
She lives in Iraq.
Many stand out although all are unique. Just recently, however, I started getting emails from a woman named Noor. It was immediately clear to me that English was not her first language and yet her prose was exquisite.
It spoke of the love of the Creator who created this world in impeccable precision and that each of us are perfect in every way. She writes about never blaming others if your life is not what you envisioned because, as perfect beings, we each have the freedom to choose and to create as we see fit. She defines freedom as the breaking of all the restrictions we place on ourselves and others so that we can live only in God who loves all of us equally, regardless of nationality, skin color or religion.
Her words are full of light and love and she is unfailingly polite and kind in her communications. One day she let me know that it was often difficult to write to me as there were troubles in her country but that she would try. I wondered where she lived and how in spite of these troubles her words breathed light and so I asked her.
She lives in Iraq.