advent journal: measurements

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    I can show you a cup of flour,
    or a pound of sugar, but
    I am at a loss to quantify
    how much grief weighs,
    how long a heart stays broken,
    how far it is to forgiveness, or
    the speed of the sound of loneliness —
    even as I strain to comprehend
    how a heart like yours
    can hold a galaxy of grace,
    how sorrow becomes weightless
    in the gravity of your love,
    how home is as close as you
    calling my name in the dark.

    Peace,
    Milton

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    1. Milton,
      Thank you for the reminder of the grace and love I have at home, gently calling my name in the dark.
      Beautiful.
      Thank you.

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