September always seems like the New Year to me. There is a sense of anticipation, of new beginnings, new possibilities…
What are you celebrating today?
I have a love of abandoned buildings, they seem to hold an imprint of what took place and my imagination soars as to what they were like when they were in use. I admit that I can quickly get a creepy sensation with odd noises and a sense of isolation, even if only a few hundred yards from the road.
So many tragic deaths this past week… within the communities in which I minister and far beyond that. So much grief… so many lives changed forever.
Here are five ways/reasons I remain hopeful.
What five words would you use to describe the upcoming weekend?
What transitions are you undergoing?
What’s important to you about your home?
What unfinished things do you have?