These words say much--but not all. I found them a little comforting, but the scriptures and my early catechism are my constant stay. Donahue is a good brother who died recently yet lives through his ministry of love in his writing.
His vocabulary is not that of Christian Theology--that is his strength and freshness. His Celtic mysticism provides a rich lens that magnifies the truth of Christ. It feels like a high jack of sorts, but he really rings my bell. My days with Janey have been transformative--largely because she embodies, by the providence of God, so much of what Donahue alludes to. As the morphine takes hold she is sometimes fuzzy headed--but the smile, the humour, and grace of a fantastic life lived in love and wonder prevails above all--thanks be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus. Always and Forever, Don and Janey