waiting to understand

I crossed the street to the truck in the back of the cab a young girl lies there covered in a blanket half sleeping half awake she is homeless her mother has died she doesn't know her father is she my age? she could be but she looks so old so beaten down and I ask if I can touch her shoulder as I pray and I immediately feel connected in our pain in our commonalities compassion bridges gaps of lifestyle or circumstance and I cry as God gives me the words to comfort this girl and I walk back across the street and acknowledge her guardian a man with a heart of gold who has took her in and as I share our moment with him we both tear up we both understand. ~C

default verb definition 2 the program will default to its own style REVERT; select automatically default to love when the world becomes too much when all the rules get you tangled up and the shoulda woulda couldas get the best of you default to love when you are overwhelmed when the going gets tough and you try and you try but you just can't MAKE yourself default to love when you want to hurt someone or lash out or get revenge or you just wish they would disappear or move to Guam somewhere other than here default to love when you are weary and broken shattered tired all together hopeless unresponsive detached default to love because God is love because it is the greatest of these because it simplifies the mission and grounds us plants us within the plan and again we are rebooted reborn love it can be that simple if we default to it. ~C

You built your nest twig by tiny twig and you kept at it with purpose and a lot of it was emotional for you putting it together was like putting yourself together building it left you feeling like something was building inside you expectation and you had help from someone you loved and trusted who could see the nest finished too (or so you thought) and they seemed as excited as you did expectation and you lined it with bits of fluffy cotton and you got it just how you liked it you imagined baby birds you saw yourself snuggled next to your love in that same nest for all of your days expectation and then one day he flew away or maybe he wrecked the nest or maybe he pushed you out.... however the way.... you are dislocated dislodged from a place you once called home a place you got too used to a place you became comfortable with for a time lined with expectation and now it seems loves a crime that happened to you and hope eludes you and shadows taunt you what ifs and if onlys make you tos...