How’s this, Tootlepedal?
It has been pretty cold here (in the 20s at night), but my hummer friends are brave and sticking it out.
When there is the shock of loss–a sudden departure–and
you feel like you need to do something to fix things and to take the sting away; and yet,
there is nothing to be done in this shattered moment, but
you feel guilty doing anything else, all the mundane things we do over and over in our life without remembering
that we are living on this fragile edge.
I am not sure where the males have been, since the females have stuck around all fall; but 2 males have arrived and are fighting it out.
I am not a selfie kind of gal, but I decided to figure out how to take a selfie on my phone; hence, the title. 🙂
a time to remember how the present God became an intensified presence, donning our flesh to be one of us. The depths of my despair, loss, and dysfunction cry out to the depths of his love, accessibility, and resource and
that deep crying to deep is answered in Jesus.