Wednesday is for Words (& sometimes pictures): Barbara Brown Taylor
*Thinking about these words today as we await news of Brian's impending lay-off from his second job within one year. There's a kind of "breath knocked out of you" kind of peace....
Solid resting place
When the safety net has split, when the resources are gone, when the way ahead is not clear, the sudden exposure can be both frightening and revealing. We spend so much of our time protecting ourselves from this exposure that a weird kind of relief can result when we fail. To lie flat on the ground with the breath knocked out of you is to find a solid resting place. This is as low as you can go. You told yourself you would die if it ever came to this, but here you are. You cannot help yourself and yet you live.