Friday, November 30, 2012

Protecting the Light

As the fall sun dips low I’m reminded of the season years back, and the anguish it held. Seeing him sit there, baby in his arms, it warmed your heart and broke it all at the same time. That year was a nightmare and a blessing for that haggard soul. Like the early evening sky, the contrast was stark. There was as much darkness in those days as one could stand. Yet the child, like the sun reaching from the far horizon, shown a light of promise. The only light for many of us.  Now here she is home again, that light. And there’s a handful of folks standing watch, taking their turn, keeping her from the darkness. 

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