Shaddow Cross

  "I look towards the hills.  Where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD God, maker of Heaven and Earth." As we journey through the shadowlands, Along life's rough trails, Over the mesas and mountains tall, Only to see the valleys below... Are we looking towards the One  Who knows the beginning from the end? Are we clinging to the Alpha and Omega, Who is our Daddy Father? Are we calling out to He Who guides us through life's shadows into Heaven's light? No matter where you are at on life's trails, call out to Jesus. He will meet you where you are at, and help you get to where you are going. In Umbra Terras,   Lady Morria

I t has been nearly ten years since the ministry was live full-time... For me (Morria) , it has been nigh five years; five years of searching, wandering, and uncertainty...  Many pathways, many callings, and many pullings to walk many pathways.   So many people hurting, so many places in need.   Yet still in the shadowlands, the underground, of my youth does my heart seek refuge... In the shadow of my God, underneath the stone high cross... T o here a mission was given, my love of olden times, the subcultures in the shadowlands, the rewilding of the land... My deep belief in Jesus my Creator and Savior. Five times hath death knocked upon my door... Thrice by Car: once in rain, once on ice, once by a flood. Once by Spider and Medicine: Brown Reculus Spider and Lidocaine reaction. Once by Mystery Illness of whince I still struggle, though no longer bedridden. In truth, I must be about the tasks given, teaching what I know, for why else was I spared these many...