LIGHT IN THE WAKE OF A STORM The rain fell so hard today that the earth felt like it might wash away in one long flood of tears but when the dark lifted and the thunder drum gave up it’s final roll the last word belonged to the light for in the wake of the…
Category: Light
Drawing in the Dirt
We didn’t begin with a loud bang. We didn’t begin with a “Let there be- and it was so”. We didn’t begin with words at all.
We began with a silence that can be so loud. As loud as the sound of our own beating heart, reminding us that it is there….
