To look backward for a while
is to refresh the eye,
to restore it, and to render it
the more fit for its prime function
of looking forward.
~Margaret Fairless Barber
Events come and go weaving the threads of life and love into the fabric our beings. A heartbreak here, a miracle there–layer upon layer of growing that alters the fibers of our realities and renders us, slightly or appreciably, different than before. Even though swallowed up “patterns” of the past continue to be seen in the weave as we move into each new arena, memories of them tend to ebb and flow in mists of forgetfulness.
Bless the Lord, winter cold and summer heat; sing praise to Him and highly exalt Him forever. ~Prayer of Azariah 1:45 ✝