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I was ready to plug in my beautifully hung lights into the extension cord. My husband was sitting on the edge of the deck with the dog. Of course, he would be watching. Daylight was waning now so I was hurrying a little. I put the ends of the two cords together.
Then came the point of decision. Do I turn around and look at my husband? Or wait for him to ask.
Tomorrow is a new day. I will wake up on the 12th and move forward into another month. Life changed. I will breathe in and out and count my blessings. I will carry a mask in my purse and in my car for when it is needed and required. I will stand in the square and wait my turn. I will smile with my eyes and attempt limited conversation with strangers who are also waiting. And together we will all move forward.
Darkness, blinded by the very light it is designed to keep out.
How ironic that the blinds actually cast the Light.
Even more ironic when the Light is so bright it blinds.
Isn’t that how Grace works too?
We live in four seasons. The calendar marks the days, but the seasons put a mark on our hearts. Acutely aware of the passing time, seasons forge their own path in their own time, which then becomes our time. We don’t choose the timing or the path, but we are full participants in both.
Close to home, far away, news comes calling, passed away. Feel the pain, start to pray, Mind is racin’, snatched away.
