Sunday by the Sea
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Sunday. Church with Dad, lunch, long walk, sea. I don’t know why faith feels different in different cities when presumably God has not changed jurisdiction. Maybe I change jurisdiction.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.