In Denver to help with a family medical emergency, I find time each day to walk in and out of memory along the canal.
Rough bark covers the stately trunks of these old cotton woods. I imagine secrets in dark places.
The medical world is a technological mystery, hard to get information that makes sense, especially when it is information that you don't want to face. Uncertainty is the prevailing emotion.
Well I guess that is life - fragile, no guarantees, crooked and gray - near death the facts get very very clear...
love and each other is the most important thing we have.
In our weakness is God's strength.
Hold on.
