Packing does something to you, or to me, I should say.

chances.

Last night all seemed lost to me and I told my Friend about it, I told Him so honestly that others might mock but He heard me and He did not mock. His silence felt like blankets that warm in the cold of winter.

This morning I was praying for the day with Faby and Brandon and there I met the God of new days and bright beginnings

There is a man walking past the alley now, calling out, calling out to buy and sell. His tones are accurate and his rhythm exact and his call sounds strangely soothing to me now.

I wonder what it will be like to live anywhere but here.

How can I just simply walk away? I ask Him. And He says in return, “Its just a little while.” And I know this may mean five weeks or five hundred years and somehow it is all the same thing, now, and I am alright.

H mm, Enough.

Gill, I pray for you friend, be careful and let our Friend carry the burdens you see and find there. Peace,

t

ps

Thanks Luke for the surprise. You are a great friend.