A Sign

"He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted." Job 5:9

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

--Robert Frost

And just like that, stuck underground on the F train, the hand of God shows me there's a way.

The only Light that can lift us from the darkness.

Will you hold out your hand?

*Subway Sorrow