Been having a down couple of days and felt too sick to go to dance tonight, but I ended up staying home and watching my favorite movie, Tree of Life, with Stephen… as always, so much soul-healing. I feel maybe ready to face the rest of the week now. Also, the combination of the movie scenery and the warmer/slightly more humid weather here lately has reminded me once again how much I miss the south. Wishing I could just transplant all the crape myrtles and spreading oak trees….
He is risen, indeed.
and Holy Saturday is when I’m reminded that God walked through the very valley of the shadow of death, stormed the gates of hell, broke its chains, took us all by the hand, and pulled us out with Him back into gasping, breathing, brilliant, seeing, joy-weeping eucatastrophic life.