I spent the morning out on a boat, ostensibly fishing, though nothing was biting.
It was quite lovely.
On the way home I made the mistake of checking the headlines.
The airplane crash in Ukraine--this story just got more and more tragic and troubling as the day went on. So many people, no survivors. A missile? The first pictures of the wreckage. The uptick in the passenger count--babies in laps.
More news from Gaza, of Israeli forces moving in, and calling up more troops.
Ooof. I will admit that I needed to curl up in a ball for a while.
And yet the beauty of the morning still happened. And we still live in a world rich with possibilities for good and for love.
Now for all of us to uncover the possibilities and work toward them.
Now for all of us to uncover the possibilities and work toward them.
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