Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Wanna Ha Gog?

Redemption comes in many forms.

Today, at the end of a very long day that was spent mostly with people too well acquainted with Death and All His Friends; today, in a space that I have most recently known only as a place of deep, unspeakable sorrow; today, redemption came in the waiting room of the maternity ward, as a smiling Alex handed me an empty plastic plate and asked, "Wanna ha gog?" (translation: Want a hot dog?). Today, resurrection broke in on all of us as we met and held his brand new baby brother.

Truly, the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness cannot overcome it.

Thanks be to God.

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