I don’t ususally desire to be like Mopsy, but when the snow falls, I long to see it like she does…
All in Experiments
I don’t ususally desire to be like Mopsy, but when the snow falls, I long to see it like she does…
What do we do if ending oppression requires us to resist the one who is evil? …Is my soul worth more than Ukrainian lives?
This will not be my only season of grief. More will come. But there will also be a time for joy. I’m looking forward to those wonderful days. Until that time, I will wait for them, and hope for them, and long for them, and trust in them. I will hear His call, be still, and wait. For God alone my soul in silence waits.
In the woods along the river which sweeps down out of the mountains to cut through town, the world met me with indifference, and I was thrilled.
Enjoying life is all about perspective, and finding ways to see beauty in the bizarre, now more than ever.