Looking back across sixty-two years, the landscape of friendship reveals itself not in how many people fill the room, but in what remains when the noise settles.Life moves in seasons, and people naturally drift into different orbits. Work, distance, and daily demands take their toll on our routines. Yet, time and space have a way … Continue reading The Few Who Stay
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In Strength to Stand
I see the tree, how tall it stands. It's branches reaching, as if with hands. Stretching upward, to reach the place. Where He will free me, from this race. I watch the seasons, rapidly passing. Yet for some reason, not always grasping. He is with me, night and day. Yet I allow life, to block … Continue reading In Strength to Stand
