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more than most, should know that the most difficult battles are not the ones fought outside the armor, but the ones within it.
We are all warriors in our own time.
What do they think—the storms will never come? You build a house on the sand, the sand shifts eventually, Tandi Jo. You remember that.
“We do not choose the vessel we’re given, Iola Anne, but we choose what we pour out and what we keep inside,” she say.
You can try your best to be good, to be perfect, to look at those people with eyes that say, Love me, please. I need it. But love doesn’t always come your way. Eventually you learn to stop taking the risk.
“All labor is joy,” she tells me. “It is not washing dirty floors, but the feet of Jesus, Iola. All we do for others, we do for the One Most High.”
am your child. My Father has named me. I am Beloved.
A little act of service. Is it possible that all service is worship? The words were still in my head.
where there’s a mountain, there’s always a river flowing nearby. Ultimately the river is the more powerful of the two.
The funny thing about having people believe good things about you is that, without even realizing it, you want to make those things true. I wanted to be the person Brother Guilbeau saw, the person Sandy saw. I wanted to be worthy of their trust.
“A lot of it, you just have to work through on your own—figure out what life’s going to look like after you lose someone. Find a new normal. It’s hard after you’ve been together a long time.”
You can’t be a lighthouse when you’re underwater yourself.
Inside the perfect shells is dim, It’s through the cracks, the light comes in. My life was like that box. The best things in all the imperfections.
“Fear builds walls instead of bridges. I want a life of bridges, not walls.”
We, in our humanness, cannot help but foolishly desire eternity in this life.
