Thursday, April 2, 2015

An Easter Sermon

Driving  down Alps Road in Athens last week, Taylor reached over and took my hand. 

In his gentlest voice, he said to me, "Taylor perfect."

A thunder-clash of  emotions clutched my insides---and then found a soft resting place deep within. 

"Yes.  Taylor perfect," I vowed. 
 Taylor perfect. 
And so it is.
And always was. 


1 comment:

Thank you so much for your comments. I know it's scary to put yourself out there. I really appreciate your being on this journey with me. You really are brave..