Some days, our feet hurt and our hearts are weary.
Some days, our minds our worn out and our vision is fuzzy.
In the midst of our questions, we find nothing more that more - questions.
We wonder what the point of all this is.
But somehow in the questions and uncertainty we keep on living.
For me, I sense a particular presence of God in this uncertain space.
The questions, for me, have become the space where the Spirit is a work -
glimmering hope here and there and calling me to a space of welcome where unrest usually resides.
All are welcome in the questions.
In the questions - God is present.
God is present - where you happen to be.