Images from yesterday at low tide.
A couple of days ago, someone dialed a wrong number and left a voice message on my cell phone not intended for me. It happens from time to time; I’m sure you get them too. This one caught my attention, grabbed at my heart. A long message from a mother for her adult daughter. At once up beat and newsy, and filled with want, with loneliness, with ‘I’m sure you’re busy, but if you have a minute sometime, I’d love to hear from you’.
At church today, during the prayers of the people someone prayed a beautiful, eloquent prayer for her adult daughter in this last month of her pregnancy. Her daughter who, she said, is feeling large and slow. She prayed that her daughter feel a lightness of heart.