Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sometimes, when two writers set off to explore, create, or otherwise find the perfect day they don't need to use a pen to relate the story later.  Their feet, once set in motion simply call out the terms and their tale is evident to those who open their eyes to see.  The adventures calling to the ones with courage to follow.

So, here is to telling stories with our lives.
Here's to being artists in deed.
Here's to holding onto hope, and when we can't, letting hope hold on to us.
Here's to seeing, being, doing, finding, trusting and living.
Here's to finding it's better to be, then to be what seems.
Here's to being open.
Here's to realizing that we don't know what perfect is, but our Maker is faithful to finish the work He started. And maybe one day we'll finish our works too.
Today, we begin.










1 comment:

Kimberlee Rankin said...

Red Mill Burgs....yum!