A list of things that will pass:

• The soft sighs of a sleeping child
• Spring’s cool mornings
• Flowers that wake after a rain
• The ache of yesterday’s exercise
• The strength of my resolve
• The urgent demands of this day
• The current political mess
• The opportunity on my doorstep
• This, this, this, too.

A list of things that will not change:

• God’s love in all of this

At last, I can breathe again. Nothing is too precious or too painful to be outside the realm of the embrace of love. I am grateful.

[photo is my own … already she has changed]
[Thanks to Brene Brown for her work on foreboding joy.]