It came to me in yoga....the need to commit...to go on with the daily posts. Not gratitude necessarily, but daily....something reflective about this season of waiting....adventing here on the blog
I had cause to think about waiting today. I saw L, my little friend in the jail. He is waiting. Waiting for letters from his family that do not come. Waiting for the day he can see his kid again. Waiting for his lawyer to call back. Waiting for a courtdate. Waiting for an unknown future. It is dark where he waits. And yet....he waits in hope. When I begin to talk of the coming of the Light of the world to him, he quotes John 3:16 to me. And tears roll down his cheeks. He says "wouldn't it be something if I got out for Christmas?" Indeed? Wouldn't it be something?