between walls

one of my favorite poems is by american poet William Carlos Williams.


the back wings
of the

hospital where
nothing

will grow lie
cinders

in which shine
the broken

pieces of a green
bottle

"Between Walls" talks about beauty found where no one would find it or even look.

That's what our family is experiencing as we see so many beautiful examples of people gloriously reflecting a light of love and beauty into our lives. You all are making it impossible to not see Jesus in our midst, ministering to us.

My refrigerator is filled with food. St. John's has contacted us to say they are working some things for us. Our visiting nurse is a member at St. John's and when she heard me expressing my wish for a family Y membership (I explained I wanted to go in there and try and work out on a machine until it broke or I collapsed), she lovingly and kindly offered our family a three month membership.

So many of you have given us thoughtful and beautiful words in cards and over the phone and on this blog. We do not take any of your love for granted. You honor us with your love, and you honor our Creator, the ministering Spirit and the Savior Son by showing such beauty between walls.