R.S. Williams

All I want is to get the words right.

Friday Photo: 3/15/19

Image of a large fluffy white cumulonimbus cloud against a brilliant blue sky. Sky ranges from baby blue at bottom right to cadet/royal blue in the middle to a deep near-indigo at top left. In the left bottom corner, black electric service lines cross the image at a 45-degree angle. In the middle of the heaviest electric service line sits a lone mockingbird.

My heart has followed, all my days, something I cannot name.
— Don Marquis

“For Wes, Part 21”
Pine Mountain, Georgia (2019)

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  1. I hope I won’t offend you by saying this, but I think the something you cannot name is God. The reason I believe this, is because that was me: for most of my young adult life, I tried desperately to find something—anything—that would make life seem worthwhile. Without consciously realizing it, it was God I was looking for. When I finally found Him, at the age of 34–not ever aware I was looking for Him!—I felt whole and complete for the first time in my life, and I never felt lonely again.

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