During Lent our church has a "tree" on which anyone can write a secret sorrow, a burden,
a loss, or a need for healing and hang it on a branch.
I can't remember the specifics of this tree,
but I think it has something to do with handing this secret sorrow, burden or loss
over to something much bigger than us.
I have walked by this tree for a few weeks now,
but today Pink asked if I was going to ever write something on a pastel colored leaf.
She apparently did last week and told me it was "Peace for the World."
Of course it was.
I snuck out after everyone settled, but before the service began, to quickly scrawl only one word.
I don't really know what will change,
but just hanging it there among the others felt good.