I revisited my brown paper bag pocket yesterday and literally tore it apart...
It caused me to consider the fragility of life, of heart-break, of taking risks, of daring to dream dreams, of sharing secrets, of making good from a bad situation... and I've been contemplating the comfort hope can bring in the midst of a disaster... and that we should learn to sing new songs when the old ones no longer hold a sweet, joy-filled melody.
And oh the joy it brings, when your are able to share your deepest secrets with those you love and trust and they support you no matter what. Yes, I'm discovering that wonderful joy in a new way, with my lovely husband!
Since completing this quilt yesterday, I've heard of a number of heartbreaking, sorrowful circumstances and an outpouring of overwhelming grief is all around. It's time to mourn with those who mourn, and to pray for comfort, peace and hope for those who are suffering.