New Eyes from Suffering

New Eyes from Suffering

Just a couple of years ago a friend of mine lost her husband unexpectedly.   My husband drove us to the memorial – a short drive across a short town - not a lot of time to prepare words.  I had only seen her a few times since returning to my hometown.  I spent the...
What are we holding onto?

What are we holding onto?

I went camping with my family last weekend.  We canoed in a lake littered with tree trunks...still standing in water but dead. What was it about them that drew me to take many pictures?  Time and time again I carefully brought my camera out, risking the safety of it...