This one took five hours of editing before I finally hit publish — because I didn’t plan the Peace Train; it unfolded like a map that had already been drawn.
Every derailment I hated became a station of grace later.
If you could name the “station” you’re at right now, what would it be?
(Joy Station? Revelation? Maybe a rest stop called Finally Breathing?)
I’d love to hear which jewel or verse shimmered most for you today.
This one took five hours of editing before I finally hit publish — because I didn’t plan the Peace Train; it unfolded like a map that had already been drawn.
Every derailment I hated became a station of grace later.
If you could name the “station” you’re at right now, what would it be?
(Joy Station? Revelation? Maybe a rest stop called Finally Breathing?)
I’d love to hear which jewel or verse shimmered most for you today.