Thursday, December 1, 2016

“A man watches his pear tree day after day, impatient for the ripening of the fruit. Let him attempt to force the process, and he may spoil both fruit and tree. But let him patiently wait, and the ripe pear at length falls into his lap.”

~ Abraham Lincoln


It’s dark. The hum of the furnace is playing its morning song of comfort; Gerry is off at men’s meeting;  Maya is curled up next to me, asleep again after a quick trip outside with Gerry earlier; and I’m sipping coffee in bed messaging back and forth with a friend. Technology is amazing. Used wisely, it’s a wonderful way of staying in touch with friends and family throughout the day.

I’m pondering patience and preparation–something we discussed at my women’s group yesterday. Looking forward to morning camera time, afternoon coffee with a friend, dinner out and Christmas shopping with hubby.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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