Woke up in the middle of the night talking in my sleep… You can’t hold it all in there… and my hands were crossed over my heart. Can’t remember what I was dreaming about. Eventually I fell back asleep but the words were still there when I woke.
It has something to do with what I was working on yesterday. A childhood classmate is in Chimbote, Peru right now and we’ve gone back and forth on Facebook about the parish where I did some work a couple years ago… Our Lady of Perpetual Help run by North Dakota priest Fr. Jack Davis. The whole experience has become very fresh again and my heart is full but evidently… I can’t hold it all in there… hhmmm… what next?
I think about all I can do right now is to pray and keep writing. I’m pretty sure there’s not going to be any answers… but if I’m lucky there will be more questions.
Peace for your day.