And so I ask, “What do you imagine people will be reading of what you said?” And then I wonder, “Are you authentic and open enough not to care?”
There is a power in naming, and connection in knowing the name of another.
And so I pray for openness, knowing that I am, knowing that I am not, trusting God again.
He laughed easily and played harmless tricks on his friends…kept you off balance with how deeply he loved and shared himself
It feels like a ten thousand mile journey…to see people as people rather than problems to solve, as my mother, father, sister, brother…