I thought of our joint lament this morning. I pictured the common consciousness as tears serving as mulch to activate a natural compost of all the good leaves together with the dead leaves that fall to the ground. Sort of a massive 'mishing' together of all that is good and evil and restoring or redeeming it to the good.

Throwing everything in the compost. Activating forgiveness and grace in order to turn it into something of value. Maybe that’s how I can better understand ‘ all things working together for good.’