5 minutes of writing! Hello Friday!
that moment I knocked on his door
the plane ride home
laying on my bedroom floor
a basement computer
a rickety dinosaur
singing on the beach
looking at the flags
The lines could go on and on to capture the vivid moments of life. The snapshots of memories still fresh. The way the feelings come rushing with a slight tilt of my head toward remembering. Some are sorted and processed. Others remain in progress and messy. Each holds such weight and shaping. Hindsight is 20/20 and God knows. But God. But God. Hope sometimes seems lost but God says otherwise. Things seem too messy to redeem but God sweeps down to create a brush stroke to shed glory and praise. But God. I cannot But God can. God can redeem. God can make all things beautiful in their time. God can shower me with hopes deferred. God can. God can and God will do whatever is best.