Grace

Seek the shalom of the place
we inhabit and the people we are with.
-- Eugene Peterson

I'll not complain about the teaser this week. Warm temperatures hinted at spring, but March, a fickle month, fell back into more winter like temperatures.

Several weeks ago I opened this blog and one of my pieces, out of the context of the blog, showed up next to the name and face of someone I haven't seen or spoken to in over thirty years. Had she spent time finding me? That small connection was a gift-- especially because I know that may be the extent of the connection. Why complain that it isn't more?

Savor the unexpected and don't worry when it vanishes.