Susan LaffertyDifferences. In communities. At school and work. Church.
And families.
Sandpaper, at times. Irritating encounters. Opposing views getting in the way of relationships.
One day, when our kids were young, it hit me.
Without lenses, the world is one blurry shape after another for me.
Muted colors. Fading edges. Always a curious guess as to what they are.
And along the way, signs I cannot read.
So I move through. Blind in the blur.
It’s the all and fully and every that get me.
In all wisdom and spiritual understanding?
Fully pleasing to God?
Bearing fruit in every good work? Strengthened with all power?
