We should not be too quick to abandon suffering,
lest we miss its savage blessing.
Every ending is a chance to grow stronger
in longing for what was lost.
Inside the truth of our most painful experiences
we find the seeds of new beginnings.
It is never too late
to forgive, to learn, to grow
To The Distant Shore of Lake Grief
#8… After observing a fisherman launch a second stick of dynamite into the lake, the game warden started his engine and shot across the water to make the arrest. “He yelled on his bullhorn, “Stay where you are. I am a conservation officer, and you are under arrest.”