A Peace that Passes all Understanding

"I am writing all of this in response to the Coronavirus, dear friend, which is currently rampaging the globe, and has now sprung up in our very own city of San Antonio, TX."

When Clouds Are on the Horizon

See, suffering for me is not a matter of fairness, but rather an honor. God has chosen me for the difficult mission. The dangerous one. The one with great glory and reward and joy at the end. (Even though I want all glory to go to Him because He deserves it!) "For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison." (2 Corinthians 4:17)

Strands of Keratin

Strands of keratin. They slide between my fingers and I think-- Where were we, Love, when this small space at the end of the lengths were new, emerging like buds of Spring from scalp and skin?