This is where you find. The creation of light, a fish wriggling onto land,. Think of an egg, the letter A,. A woman ironing on a bare stage. As the heavy curtain rises. This is the very beginning. The first-person narrator introduces hirnself,. Tells us about his lineage. The mezzo-soprano stands in the wings. Here the climbers are studying a map.

Can you help me? August 7, 2016. Those were the words my almost 2 year old asked as she presented me 6 random pieces from a 50 piece dinosaur puzzle. I feel this way often, especially in this season of raising littles. I often cry out to God, can you help me Lord? Them to conform the way I want. In reality, I need pieces. I need to be more equipped. I need the continual washing of the word .