Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. St Francis of Assisi I’m browsing through pages in my blog book from this time last year for fodder for a writing day. At the top of a page I come across the same words that have been dancing in my mind lately. The prayer of St.
"Deep calls unto deep . . ." Psalm 42:7 (NKJV) It's half past four and finally calm. I woke first, from a dream, an hour ago and tried to go back to sleep. I think I even caught a few minutes of slumber--before Maya, the guard Yorkie, started barking at the sound of the bedroom
“How fragile we are, between the few good moments.” ~ Jane Hirshfield Its early, not yet five in the morning, and Gerry and I are sipping coffee in bed and reading while Maya, our Yorkie, snoozes between us. The morning is air filling the room through the open window is cool and clean. All is quiet.
“Wait on the Lord" is a constant refrain in the Psalms, and it is a necessary word, for God often keeps us waiting. He is not in such a hurry as we are, and it is not his way to give more light on the future than we need for action in the present, or
“Rest and be thankful.” ~ William Wordsworth Sunday blessings: rest and gratitude. I'm aiming for a good measure of both today. Wishing you a blessed day as well.
He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Matthew 28:6 Happy Easter! He is risen, indeed!
"It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and happened to things." ~ Leonardo da Vinci I wake full of plans and anticipation for the day ahead. I wake with a heart filled with gratitude, love, and admiration for