Hesitant Joy

In these past few days, it has been difficult to feel the abundant joy promised by God. The Bailey/Brown tragedy has been weighing heavily, along with all the other hurts in the world--the war, the starving children everywhere, more and more people I know getting cancer, etc.

But I try to maintain what Anne Lamott calls a" frayed consignment store faith" which in its wan and pale passion manages to bring a new dawn with new insights each day.

Thank you God for the little things you bring each day to help my heart recover.