part of how i came to believe in god in the first place. i used to love to imagine scenarios for how situations would turn out, but god somehow always had a better plan.
it's lovely to be reminded, after all these years, that what i knew then still seems to be true... guess i'm coming home in more ways than one.
i created this image about a week ago, and it's been sitting in my files all week, waiting like a small shy child for me to choose it; to take time to listen to what it has to say.
yesterday i finished my read-through of the second volume of mary oliver's 