I Just Asked How Are You
I thought I was heading to Kentucky to see the Ark. Instead, I kept meeting little pieces of light along the way. A woman at a coffee window whose energy lifted mine. A man on a bus who told me half his life after I simply asked, “How are you?” And one enormous boat that reminded me I am not behind, I am not late, and I do not have to rush what God is still building in me. Because some things take time. Some things aren't meant to be rushed. And sometimes the thing we think is the purpose is really just the vessel carrying us toward it. The Ark was a vessel. This trip was a vessel. And maybe…
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