Another night of winter’s blast. Another night of winter’s quilted gift to the drought hardened earth. A matter of perspective. And on such night, a gentle story of perspective. Yes Jacob, sometimes it is enough.

“Jacob, where do you find the strength to carry on in life?”
“Life is often heavy only because we attempt to carry it,” said Jacob. “But I do find a strength in the ashes. … Each of us is alone. Each of us is in the great darkness of our ignorance. And, each of us is on a journey. In the process of our journey, we must bend to build a fire for light and warmth and food. But when our fingers tear at the ground, hoping to find the coals of another’s fire, what we often find are the ashes. And in these ashes which will not give us light or warmth there may be sadness but there is also testimony. Because these ashes tell us that somebody else has been in the night, somebody else has bent to build a fire and somebody else has carried on.
And that can be enough, sometimes.  -Noah benShea