Hello Bright Light.

He's so good.  Unrelentingly.  Unfathomably.

But I see so little of it sometimes...because my eyes, they're the dim kind.

Slowly though, they catch the light.

Increasingly though, they're remembering to look up.

And more than a heart could fathom.

There's grace, acceptance, and welcoming that greets them.

And before I know it, I'm again, blinded by the warmth of the light.


photo by: luca bortolato