Yesterday was Remembrance Day, and it rained dreary, and dark…apropos given the heavy loss that everyone feels in honouring those that gave their lives for us to enjoy freedom. Over night, snow fell, blanketing my city in brilliance, purifying cleansing snow, the fresh crispness reminding me that after the dark, there is always the Light. My dog ran out into our lawn snout down, mouth open, scooping up the magical white mana. In this display of animal glee, I bust open too, sheer joy filling me up and helping me to breath deeply, delighted to be given this new outlook, from gloom to glow, God is good.
Jack’s Faithful Prayer
If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone? or if he ask a
December 4, 2022
