We carried our grief to the ocean's edge, sat quiet in the sand; the sorrows softened as the waves washed over them and the brilliance of the morning sun upon the shimmering waters filled our hearts with wonder.
It is the nature of a word to reveal what is hidden. The word that is hidden still sparkles in the darkness and whispers in the silence. It entices us to pursue it, to yearn and sigh after it. For it wishes to reveal to us something about God.