I purposefully cleared my calendar for today. this introvert knew she’d need ALONE time to process things. THINGS. I planned a whole playlist of podcasts
to accompany the stockinette knitting
and that worked for a few hours.
Then after a most-diverting FaceTime, I settled in with the lesson I agreed to lead for Thursday’s women’s group. This year we are studying about Lament. and this month’s lesson is about women’s lament. about how we bear the burden of lament. about how we teach it to our daughters (and sons). and y’all. the scriptures are thousands of years old. and they still teach such sadly relevant lessons. I shed a few tears. reached out to a trusted friend about how far I could go … and she encouraged me to share this video.
I finished reading The Women of Brewster Place yesterday. It was a 4-star book for me when I finished it. but after seeing this video … wow.
That wasn’t quite the note I wanted to end on, but it I guess it’s gonna be.
waiting. watching. hopeful.