Somehow, on a swing it is always possible to go just a little bit higher, if you really put your back into it and stretch your toes to the sky.
In what area of your life do you feel called to push a little harder, go a little higher?
Why do we associate spider webs with spookiness and Halloween? Is it just because the biggest garden spiders are more active in the fall, or is there some deeper reason why these helpful agents of pest control have such a negative reputation? Who else around you might be unjustly getting the blame?
Who are you tempted to think of as dangerous, without any evidence behind your fear?
Haven’t you done it? Picked up a glove or a hat or a baby sock that you found on the street and placed it in some visible, clean location in hopes that the owner will come back for it? You don’t know who lost the item, you don’t know if they’ll return for it, but doesn’t it feel better to take some little step in hopes that what was lost might again be found?
What small action have you taken lately on behalf of a stranger?
The young dead soldiers do not speak
Nevertheless they are heard in the still houses: who has not heard them?…
They say, Whether our lives and our deaths were for peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say: it is you who must say this.
—Archbald Macleish
How do you turn mourning into peace and new hope?