So thankful

Paper whites, pansies and amaryllis

And then again

Faithful and good. Today. Again. Always.

And again

Wink

My sister tells me that God is winking at me…when bits of joy, large and small, grasp my heart. I know from whence they come. Just tonight on my drive home, the clouds gathered to reveal shades of  red and pink against the coming dusky darkness of evening.

Earlier, as I left the cemetery where I put flowers on the grave of my beloved, there shone a golden light against the autumn leaves, still turning along my roadside path. It caught my breath and stole some of the grief from my chest that was settled there. 

He lives. 

He winks. 

He heals. 

He is faithful. 

Amen

For McKenzie Caroline

Boo! 2021