The Christmas lights are glowing through the dark of the night gathering outside my house; the contrast always gets me. But my few strands have nothing at all on this heavenly display.
Maybe your kids will be the first to see the daybreak with their space boots dusted in Mars red?
Here’s one worth knowing more about: a man who descends into the darkness to rescue children from the horrors of sex slavery.
This week’s First Draft Poetry comes from Melissa Y., and written in response to the dark despairing coming from the heart of America right now. Can we really understand or know what can we do?
there was given to me a thorn in the flesh…
(2 Cor. 12:7)
the thing about those seeds
that fell in good ground
is that they cannot know
what it is like
to try to grow
What other treasures, peculiarities or items worth thinking have you found recently?