Before the sun comes up and fog fills the empty parking lot, I scurry out of my car with shaky hands - keys ready and eyes darting. I open the door to the coffee shop and it's 6:30AM. The only light comes from the neon sign at the bar next door and the flickering street light. The train comes and sounds like a hollow ghost - whistling and howling hungry for new ground...
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Wow! Thank you for sharing what I sometimes am fearful to put into words. Yet being reminded that God is a God of light not darkness and I allow darkness to enter into life thru what if.
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan! Sometimes just knowing we are not alone in our fear brings in the light :) I appreciate your words so much.
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