A cup rejects neither sorrow and weariness or joy and peace. It’s design is to hold. Even empty it still holds air. As is my habit, I always wrap my hands around my coffee cup to absorb its warmth. Tonight’s warmth was heavy…..
Atlas shrugged. Conniving Sisyphus was condemned to pushing a boulder uphill only to watch it roll back. Icarus, full of pride, flew too close to the sun and was destroyed. Sometimes there is a fine line between boldness and complacency. Finding the middle path can be treacherous.
A gentle…..
Out of nowhere 50 mph winds, window shaking thunder, lighting spears hurled to the earth, and rain that possibly would have made even Noah flinch. I rushed to put towels behind the front porch door and front house door as the water rushed downward towards the…..
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