william faulkner wrote about the light in august
the light that begins to soften as autumn draws near
it is still the dead of summer
the heat still ravages everything in my mississippi
but this subtle change in light brings the reminder of the constant cycle of life and death
we move within this cycle, this labyrinth of change
yesterday a friend of ours daughter gave birth to a little girl named Grace
a new born, the eternal youth of summers
yesterday a 90 year old man in our neighborhood passed on
a reminder of the winter that will eventually overtake us all
we are not afraid of death because of the empty tomb
we are not afraid of life because of the cross
in faulkner's story, a town is caught in the throes of change, fear, violence, and redemption,
in the ebb and flow of life we have this hope,
God is for us through it all
wkm
Drawing by Spencer Lewis
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