Manna Meditations, Day 6 Yesterday. Slate-colored sky. Slow patter of rain. My eyes are hungry for beauty, and as I first step outside, I wonder — in all this gray drizzle — where on earth I’ll find it. But beauty isn’t made for eyes alone, even if (for me at least) my eyes are the […]
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what grace looks like …
Manna Meditations, Day 5 Honest words? Yesterday, my heart was heavy. I was thinking about a few dear friends who are suffering, quietly and without much support, and the things I knew — the hurt I was carrying for them — hummed behind my eyes like a headache. It wasn’t a good day for walking […]
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