Holly trees, pushing red berries, beckon squirrels to breakfast. Chirping cardinals on this cloudy morn. Deciduous trees beginning to bare hidden branches. Life cycling in and out. Here I sit in the middle of it all. Christ is mystery… And lovely! Squirrels busily bending branches to fill their bellies. I marvel at survival’s bursting energy.Continue reading “Pondering Life this Autumn Morning”
What if our lives begin as jumbled pieces in a box?