Million Billion Trillion

this job is such a priveledge

and whatever transitory help

i might give is just

breaths of life passed on

I am humbled by the impossibility of situations, by the completely nonscensical mathmatique of lifetimes, by the varied and beautiful people that bless the world, by the ones who get all the sadness and respond to the tinniest sense of hope. and the dark ones, the death marked ones, that defy. and i dont know why.

I am humbled to find out who God is (stil) in the middle of all this.

"thy testimonies are my delight and my counsellors...grant me thy law graciously" psalm 119:24