“But a little faith will see you through. What
else will do except faith in such a cynical, corrupt time? When the country
goes temporarily to the dogs, cats must learn to be circumspect, walk on
fences, sleep in trees, and have faith that all this woofing is not the last
word. What is the last word, then? Gentleness is everywhere in daily life, a
sign that faith rules through ordinary things: through cooking and small talk,
through storytelling, making love, fishing, tending animals and sweet corn and
flowers, through sports, music and books, raising kids—all the places where the
gravy soaks in and grace shines through. Even in a time of elephantine vanity
and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people.” ~
Garrison Keillor
There are words from Brandi Carlile’s song, “The Story,” that I might sing, and perhaps you, too. “All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am But these stories don't mean anything When you've got no one to tell them to” You don’t have to be single or alone to feel the depth of those words. Someone in a longtime marriage or relationship might feel them, too. The voyage through life takes each one of us through an assortment of experiences. Some of them ennoble us. Some crush us. Some lift us beyond ourselves and carry us into the lives of those who need us. And some carry us to those we need. Some experiences are burdens. Others ease and encourage us. Some leave us baffled and unsure. Some build confidence within us and are so affirming that we grow in substance, in courage, in tenderness, and sympathy. As we age, the lines in our faces can represent the hurts we have not yet resolved. Or t
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