I was a thin and bare branch at the snapping point from the weight of the heavily-packed snow bearing down upon me. Silence, save for the chorus of eerie creaking, seemed to echo in the overcast cold. But inside this branch was hope. The pressure lessened slowly as the sun sent its rays … Continue reading The Weight
Faith is a bird patiently waiting for its mate to return, keeping a spot on the branch, for soon its partner will land again. Listen for the echo of the bird song: faith is knowing it will come.