Are you ever just standing? I don’t mean leaning leisurely under the shade of a giant tree; or at the base of some magnificent thing that you are observing. I mean just standing. Like you are at the edge of a bridge, a sturdy one – not the kind you are afraid will give way beneath you, but you don’t cross over. Or like you got to the top of the slide and just stood there, looking at it. … More Just Standing
Sometimes pieces of your past and pieces of your future die at the same time.
My grandmother and my baby are both gone and both missed, but my Hope survived. … More A Funeral, a Miscarriage, and Undying Hope
The powerful thing about redemption is that it is contagious. Standing on the promise of a brighter day, is the perfect place to view the darkness that covers the faces of our neighbors. They are desperate, like you, and yearning to make use of past failures. We are so often guilty of believing that two … More Let the Past Sleep