Lynn Byk

“She often felt inconsequential in the world.
It was only the sunrise and sunset, the clouds steadily moving overhead that provided her with the perspective of God’s long brush-like movements on earth. A history, an accounting, and miraculous interventions were moving along at a steady pace. Even if she couldn’t see the changes, changes were certainly turning as the hands on the clock turn. Someone was watching and ticking marks on a ledger.
“Dear Father in heaven, may the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, my Redeemer.”
― Lynn Byk, The Fearless Moral Inventory of Elsie Finch

“She could envision Jesus out on the stormy waves calling her to join him, and not to depend on the laws of nature. She’d just need to keep her focus on the Savior and move forward in these tossing waves. To keep looking down on the watery sprays trying to sink her would be her undoing. As her father understood and often repeated, she now saw the storm warning. “You win some, you lose some.” Could Jesus defy natural endings?”
― Lynn Byk, The Fearless Moral Inventory of Elsie Finch