You behind. You before. You all around and on every side and in every crevice. We’re swimming in a sea of You and yet find the joy of child-like play on Your shores. Deep enough to never plumb the depths, safe enough to come in our youth and innocence and feeble ways. We find You
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You Have a Calling
She sat with me in silent tears. It was 7am in a busy little breakfast joint. The hum of morning regulars surrounded us and, ironically, shrouded our conversation in privacy. “What am I called to,” she asked through tears. “I don’t think I have ever known.” The litany of things she had considered to be