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To carry this candle against the wind

I know that I have life
only insofar as I have love.

I have no love
except it come from Thee.

Help me, please, to carry
this candle against the wind.

(Wendell Berry, I, Sabbaths 2005)


Simple Thanks (II)

(somehow, they consistently get my name wrong)

For a Dad who, despite a long day at work, takes me to urgent care at 1 in the morning and sits with me during the two hour wait in that cold, sterile waiting room.


Simple Thanks (I)

I'm finding it hard to put words to this semester. Mainly because my practice of journaling has narrowed down to one or two scribbled lines written before I fall asleep with pen in hand. Sometimes I can barely decipher my own writing. But busy though these days may be, I want to make the time to write simple thanks for the small graces of each day.

For today: thanks be to God for sunsets reflected in windowed houses with waiting walls.


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