On the way home from retreat…part of me is clinging so tightly to what I fear may be left behind my fingernails are bloody.
A Piece of Goodness
February 4
…Jesus wasn’t counting.
February 3
Immersed in thick humid summer air I wait. I welcome God to speak, my heart to listen, to connect, to become a bit more aware again
February 2
So when I say “take me as I am,” I’m beginning to recognize it was you who whispered those words to my heart first.
February 1
…taken by a force beyond their control, graced with the opportunity to bring new life in new places