Emmanuel

God with us. And I am so grateful.

It is real that this is the most heartbroken season of my life. This is the death of a lifetime of dreams.

This is the December of sitting in the pain and waiting for more pain to come. I am no longer able to minimize the grief of my past, or deny the pain of my present reality, or imagine away the pain in my future. The truth is that there is more grieving yet to do.

At the same time, Emmanuel.

In exile, awaiting Advent.