Mack Truck v The Beast
Posted by Cath on July 23rd, 2013 with 0 Comments
I am standing at the binding machine (known affectionately as The Beast) when it hits…
A deep inner truth. A purpose. A humbled person not yet ready to take on a new project, a new cause.
I don’t know what it means, yet it hits home – hard!
I stand there, stunned, looking out at the bush beyond, hoping my tears do not hit the paper.
Some days I am OK. Today is not one of those days. I trust I will soon know what it all means.
And yet, today I am grateful.
