a little gold, a little rock

between us...five doctors, two engineers, two social workers, a gym instructor, three teachers of english, music, speech and drama, a pharmacist, a homemaker, a podiatrist, an assistant professor and two children whose lives are just beginning to unfold...we met unknowingly when our paths crossed along the cold lanes we walked. one left law for community service. others came from top JCs. one just took his medical exams at oxford. another never got pass her As. some never did honours. others stopped at the Os...

but titles, entitlements, pay cheques and namesakes were never an issue with us. stepping far from the usual trappings that divide society into class and mannerisms, we dug deep for what is mortal and human, and saw the shortness of lives that came to be.

you helped me hold the Word and i saw with your eyes how a verse could cut our lives, make us witness the redemptive work of grief and loss. our stories tell of our hopes and our becoming...of women, men & children even as we pace our walk with Christ's. At Easter, we are drawn again from the blue shadows of doubt to the bright fresh gold of dawn.

that night in vivo city...i find faith in meaning what i say...i like just being with you. many may have come and gone...but you chose to stay and belong .