Saturday, February 07, 2009

From Desert to Sky

It seems fitting, reacquainting myself with this space by bringing in a new look.

Solid, dusty browns give way to a vast blue expanse, where much is felt and thought, but refuses to be defined. And so we float, gently drifting along the will of Providence that knows where we're going, even if we do not.

A symbol of our passing into yet another uncertain time in our lives. Questions of what our future holds bob about, unanswered. It's another period of searching. And waiting.

To be honest, I'm not that fond of waiting.

Nevertheless, all we can do is pray.

And wait.

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