“…You’ll wonder …”
“… Air in lungs, praise on tongue…”
Light the grill…
And yet we express dismay…
Often we are powered by the voices of recollection, when we are enveloped in the wisdom of such, the silence that ensues can be deafening.
If it weren’t for the scourge of short memories and wanton impatience, we would remember that… Our faith should always be heavier than our burdens, so that which casts shadows in our path can be supplanted with the glory that is stored up for us.
I don’t point the finger of accusatory indignation at those who tread a different path than I. Fortunately, I don’t hold myself in that high of an esteem – to graduate to a pedestal – truth be told I’m a “hot mess”. I’ve come to acknowledge my foibles, shortcomings, contradictions and the like as aContinue reading “Harboring no illusions”