"Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me." Matthew 25:40 The breeze whispers through open windows on a clear summer day. It carries with it the aroma of freshly cut grass and the lawn mower’s steady drone as my husband paces back and forth, following our backyard’s perimeter. The drone abruptly stops. In minutes he appears at the back door. Get out here NOW , he shout-whispers. I race outside following where he leads, praying we’re not looking for detached toe in the grass. There were no toes, just bunnies. We coo and fight back every urge to pick up the baby bunnies because we know their mumma will return for them. And she did. Thirty minutes later, they were gone. ********************* The skies are purplish gray. Scattered spots of orange promise sunshine’s return after the afternoon’s violent windstorm. Sidewalks are littered with snapped branches too weak to cling to the...
Finding out everyday that sometimes, late is right on time.