Down to the River
Posted by Tonya Salomons on Jun 30, 2015 in Journal | 1 comment I went down to the river to pray. The sun beat golden bright in the sky, its light bouncing off the water. I could hear the waves beat a tattoo on the rocks below where I sat. My heart was keeping the same rhythm. My faith was fraying. It had been for a long time. Like someone had pulled a loose thread on a sweater. I tried for years to keep a grip on its unbelievable thinness so it...read more