The days seem long.  Even though they are getting shorter than before, they are long.  It is that time right before class. The time when your thoughts dominate.  That time is now.

What will this year bring?  What won’t it?  Will we be able to afford whatever happens?

These thoughts linger in my brain making the days long.  The devil’s playground.  Whispers in my mind.  Faith is assaulted.  Battered.

The Word is where my hope lies.  Pledging Resurrection.   Faith is kindled.