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Anguished Thanks
Thanksgiving. Really? How? How can the seasons continue when your heart is ripped with grief? How does your heart keep beating when sorrow steals your breath? The summer of sorrows passes. Fall creeps in. Like scarlet creeps into green leaves.
Thankful
In the first half of my life, I believed abundance would spark gratitude, but I’ve learned it’s lack that ignites thankfulness. In winter, the harsh cold assaults the skin, muscles and joints, sending the body into spasms of shiver and
Seeds
My eyes opened abruptly to darkness. I checked the time, 5:30 am. Excellent, I hadn’t missed it. Hoping not to awaken my husband, l quietly pulled back the blackout curtains of our hotel room, opened the windows, and rearranged the chairs until I was satisfied that my view was just right.
Quiet The Crickets
I lay on the green fleece blanket covering my white duvet. The breeze blowing through the window relieved the African afternoon heat. Looking up at the mosquito net tied in a knot above my bed, I tried again to untangle the mess of thoughts racing through my head.
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photo by Lorna Rande
Hello, I am Katherine. This blog is my story of freedom from fear. It’s the story of grace to embrace my design, and I hope it will be a gift of grace to embrace your design, to move forward in your story, to be who God dreamed of, when he sculpted you.