Off for a run. Didn't sleep well, but I was still up before the alarm.
Someone dear to me is struggling very much right now, a world away, and there's very little I can do.
In Kazantzakis's Last Temptation, there's a scene where the child-Christ cries out "God, make me God! God, make me God!" (you can see why the church hated this book 😉) and I think about how often we humans ache to have the power to fix... oh, everything.
But sometimes we're just smart enough to know how little we can do. 🕊️