News came on Saturday evening that a friend's husband took his own life. Everything looked a bit different by morning...Finding myself overwhelmed with sorrow and bowed low with thankfulness for love and laughter and held hands and a God who holds hurt and mystery and grace and mercy.
I'm left thinking two things with every exhale.
This world is a mess.
Come Lord, Jesus.
All praises to the one who made it all/And finds it beautiful
Welcome!
- Ang
- I'm a truth-seeker. Depending on what sort of mood I'm in, I might also tell you I'm a writer, consultant, doula, herbalist, educator, or activist. Fact is I'm trying my best to juggle all of these "me(s)" with strength and humor, grace and dignity. This is where you can grab a front row seat, watch me drop balls, and curse.
Indeed.
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