Our God manifests Himself in our mangers and muck, our mundane and mess. Ours is the God manifesting Himself in the unlikely and unbearable, in the surprise and the second-chance. The God Who bears the burdens and brings the hope. ~Ann Voskamp
“Listen to your life.
See it for the fathomless mystery it is.
In the boredom and pain of it,
no less than in the excitement and gladness:
touch, taste, smell your way
to the holy and hidden heart of it,
because in the last analysis
all moments are key moments,
and life itself is grace.”
~Frederich Buechner
I prefer winter and fall,
when you feel the bone structure of the landscape–
the loneliness of it,
the dead feeling of winter.
Something waits beneath it,
the whole story doesn’t show.
~Andrew Wyeth
Weeds in unison
Move with the sun
Balancing the snow
the whole story doesn’t show.
~Andrew Wyeth
those words caught the breath of my silent grief. thank you.
Beautiful pairings of word and image. Thanks for sharing 🙂