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The Holy Longing: The Search for a Christian Spirituality

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Ronald Rolheiser
Ronald Rolheiser

Ronald Rolheiser is a renowned writer, theologian, and spiritual leader. His work spans across various fields including religion, philosophy, psychology, and spirituality, and has been widely appreciated by readers around the world. more

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