Better days

_SMO3596 copyIt was a simple response from a woman I have never met: “Better days are coming. I am sure of it.”

My eyes filled with tears as I realized how hard it is to believe that sometimes. I didn’t think this grad school, new job, new city life would be so hard. But it is. The tears fell and I looked down. And there was my small belly, with my small baby inside. My reassurance that better days are coming. Not because the baby will suddenly make life easy, or because I can be happy once I have a child to hold. No.

Because this baby is a promise: love begets life. And love, offered now in suffering and sacrifice, will give birth to life.

So I think about the burning bush and pray for Divine Love to burn these dead parts, knowing that better days are coming. Love brings life. And I am carrying that promise.

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