it’s often not until the moments are upon us that we are aware of just how sweet they are. Often it is not until we have lived the sorrow filled ones that we realize how sweet moments passed were.
With each encounter we have with grief we can be hardened by it, crushed by it, destroyed by it or by it, we can come to know hope more deeply, surely and fully.
I don’t want to keep trying to live in the margins because this life is too beautiful. In a world that is bursting with the boldest colors, glimmering with hope and redemption, squeezing my life into the margins is not that way I want to live it
