“I’m like a passing wind. I come and go.”
“No. More like a hurricane. You destroy things along the way.”
“But it’s so that people can restart. Anew.”
“Yes. It’s your destiny. How many times have you done that?”
“It just happens. So am I like the harbinger of death?”
“Nope. You’re more like The Plague.”
“Do I look that bad? I always look like the bad guy?”
“Well, you do the dirty work most of the time.”
“Is that why I can’t stay in one place?”
“Good things come out of it. God sees that. But it doesn’t justify the wrong that you did.”
“Yeah. Sorry. Now, I don’t know if I should feel better or worse.”
“It will get better in time.”
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This is some real talk with my husband; it goes in deep. We were laughing in the middle. Crying some time before it and a little more after.
“And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.”-Romans 8:28 ESV