Of all the moments today offered as fodder about which to ponder or to write, these are the most significant:
A picture from Easter weekend where gold seeps over the horizon as the day begins. My friend, my cousin captured it and entitled for our girl. We commented that our kids couldn't determine their roles Easter weekend without her, the leader, the boss, the corraler of cousins, the one they feared, and the one they loved.
My husband's words, "You are not alone." "Try again tomorrow."
Oh....to have a heart as strong as his.
A picture on instagram, a nick name and a memory and all the hearts that remembered with KendalMay.
A "like" on twitter from Aubrey that brought this blog entry from Temporary Cellmates back to my feed: http://t.co/3xP4vaNb2I
Tay's description of the four of us in "Family Fun" brought that weekend into living color. I loved remembering the events as I read them and hearing her sweet voice in my head. How blessed we were.
This video from Wade's mission trip in Jamaica: http://rmd.me/5nisZ
Wade sent this to me earlier today, but the events of the day kept me from watching it before ten tonight. If my heart was heavy, it became lighter watching these young people pour light into the people and children of Jamaica. No matter what kind of evil lurks in this world to rob us of our joy, of those most precious to us, or our faith in our fellow man, love always wins. After watching the video, love crawled back into my hardened heart.
Finally, the book, Grace Disguised, waits for me at my bedside. I have been sent many great pieces to read, but this reached deep down inside of me and said, "I know." Kasey's mom sent it to me. When I have her permission, I will tell you who Kasey is. Until then, please know that the God who created the sunrise, who created friendship, who gave Taylor a witty written voice, who causes you to reach out, who loves Asbury and the children of Jamaica, also loves Kasey's mom and me.
Though I will never be who I was, I am not alone.