Hey friends, I’m over at here at 5 Minutes for Faith … maybe follow me there today?
“My sister lives at the end of a long and winding road.
There isn’t much at the fork in the road to indicate safe harbor. In fact, the jarring yellow “Dead End” triangle warns you away.
Oh, but there is nothing dead at the end of this road when you venture past the strongly worded warnings and come through the curve of trees dripping with ivy. The gray-green glow at the bottom of the hill hovers over you with a living light.
There is a squat brick box of a house, square in the middle yard, with an incongrous bamboo forest towering over the back of it. It is full to bursting, this house. Stuffed with tiny humans, chocolate chip cookies, gourmet cheese, memories, laughter, chaos, tears, bicycles, cheerful plastic kayaks, a boatload of books, and more than a few pieces of my heart and soul.
It is my safe harbor, this brick box with it’s faded swim dock hovering in the gray green.”
To finish the story, I’d love for you to come on over…
Love to you all.
~M.