Sun. July 10th

DIRT AND DUST

Bonjour Grann,

Dieu took the sea lion pup! Dieu took my Foi! Without any concern for me! Why does Dieu hate me? With caring indifference—evil triumphs! Are we doomed to dust and dirt? Dust and dirt and nothing more?

Is there nothing we can do to save ourselves!

I'm tired of all the tears.

Snowy Graveyard in Winter

I wrapped baby Foi in the finest of the best blankets from the shelf. But I can't bury her, she deserved life, not dirt.

I'll take Foi to the altar, and Dieu will save her like Dieu saved Abraham's son, Isaac.

Pray for Foi, Grann.