1/4/18 I was struck by this arrangement when I was working in Ms Sybil’s house with volunteers in Jacksonville. An altar to brokenness: trying to hold on to some semblance of family and order amidst a flooded home. These are family photos she’s trying to dry out presided over by a one winged angel, a fine shy gentleman waiting in the corner for a dance at the debutant, a black cat and of course Jesus.
Trying to be part of the force of Love here in the mold and cold!
