Humming Till The Music Returns
Second Lesson Sermons For Advent/Christmas/Epiphany
Somewhere today there is a widow who sits at the window of her apartment. Her body is motionless, her hands rest quietly in her lap, her eyes don't even blink. She stares into space, not really noticing the bits and pieces of life that flutter around in a frenzy beyond the glass barrier. She's lost in the world of her thoughts.
In her mind she is a young girl again. She romps with her best friend through fields of flowers. She whispers secrets into her mother's ear. She feels the caress of her lover's hand on her skin and the heat of passion surges through her veins.