On grace, and peace, and pie


Yesterday was the twentieth anniversary of, easily, the worst day of my life. In a full circle of events- or, as I believe, God’s poetic timing- I was privileged to spend my day yesterday helping out the very person who showed up on my doorstep at a time when I needed help the most.  We comisserated over pie.  In the midst of all of our wanderings and adventures I found myself right back at home where it all began.  It was a moment of completion,  of healing.   It was just right. 

Look for the helpers, indeed.  And be a help. In the midst of whatever circumstances you find yourself in, lift your head up.  Look around, and you will find grace.


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