Tag Archives: swimming with the fishes

Spring Summer

the blue eye met blue gill in the bluest green of clearest waters. sun streamed in around us as we swam together, Catfish and Bream, Mullets and me. baptized once again – healed or spared by grace (take your pick) … Continue reading

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Comfort?

Don’t worry, he may be swimming with the fishes, but you are here, and there are other fish in the sea. How is this to comfort me? The ocean is full of fish that wish it stays full of fish.

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