Thursday, January 17, 2013
And then, in the midst of near despair, something has happened beneath the surface. A bright little flashing fish of hope has flicked silver fins and the water is bright and suddenly I am returned to a state of love again — till next time.
I've learned that there will always be a next time, and that I will submerge in darkness and misery, but that I won't stay submerged. And each time something has been learned under the waters; something has been gained; and a new kind of love has grown.
The best I can ask for is that this love, which has been built on countless failures, will continue to grow.
I can say no more than that this is mystery, and gift, and that somehow or other, through grace, our failures can be redeemed and blessed.”
Sharing light with Kimmy.
Striving to create a path between the present course of events and a new course; leading to new outcomes.
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