I grew up in a household full of anger and hostility. My father and mother argued and fought alot. My little brother was the comic and theatrical rebel. I jumped into the role of peacemaker. Quiet, serious, sensitive to others feelings…always avoiding confrontations….I was brought up in the Lutheran faith. Sang in the choir, etc. but the organized teachings never felt right. I would sit and stare at the statue of Jesus in the front of the church and the images of Him and angels in the stained glass windows. (I have always been drawn to pictures and statues of angels) Continue reading