Thinking about the mercy given to me by my soul sister just the other night…
Down in the dumps, the hill seems so steep.
I am tired and thirsty and grumpy.
Sometimes it seems there is no way I can take another step.
But I reach for your hand and you hold me.
You whisper softly “Not every day will be this hard. You will get through tonight”
You sound convinced.
I believe you.
Sometimes you need someone to be convinced for you.
all the love,