Old photos
pass across my screen
digitized memories
of place and people
I one knew
faces familiar
and yet not familiar
young faces grown old
faces long gone
their presence just a memory
smiles
tears
hope
fear
are all there
so too community
and love
good people
caring people
the people who shaped my life
and made me who I am
for better or for worse
but mostly for better
there is nothing quite like a picture
album
to bring to life the way the Sacred works
to illustrate compassion and grace
the family
of
God
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