Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                              Comfort, O comfort my people,                   says your God.          Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,                   and cry to her that her time is over.                    —Isaiah 40.1-2

There is a limit to everything, even the infinite darkness.

Our loneliness and dereliction are held in God's arms; at the farthest end of the road, our home awaits us.

Of our fullest sorrow, our foulest shame and terror, God says It is enough, and offers grace where we cannot. The Word is made flesh, and this life of blood and dust is made holy. God comes to be with us, so that earth is heaven, no dark is absolute, and hell itself is incomplete.

In our deepest night, most shadowed day, God says to the darkness Come no farther, and it bows, blessed to be given a sabbath, an end to its labors.

The smallest moment is expansive with glory, the dreary and the frightening are radiant with hope, the infinite darkness is bounded by light.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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