She wears a pink straw hat and sits beside me. We stretch across the grassy terrain with a breeze at our back, fresh blades of green between our fingertips and the warm blaze….
“Do you know your way back?” the Engineer grinned questionably. Positively! I stammered out, nodding yes. Wait what? What was I thinking? The river was much wider than I remembered. Scanning….
I’ve been told many a times, my personality leans to the far side of private. But being overly protective of my personal life has at times come with a burdensome price – times when….
Sometimes it’s those brief, short-lived moments, however temporary and fleeting they may be; which leave memorable impressions, lasting a life-time. Declining all meals and dressed like she was grieving, I decided….
I’m learning that the silence is a gift – the stillness an opportunity.
For it causes me to stop, to pause, to search. Without all the noise and distractions, I’m compelled to dig a bit deeper into holy scripture.
To quietly praise and pray and sit like Mary beside the Word, letting scriptures remind of the only real hope my soul is searching for.