Homage

A new, deeper measure of thankfulness has filled my heart with joy.

I’m enjoying life so much that I'm no longer observing an anniversary date.

(Around six years ago, I was told to expect to have three years to live.)

I’m happy.  I’m healthy.  I’m honoring my Heavenly Father.

I’m thanking Him for His Word and for the power of His promises.

Valued and Savored

Awareness is growing. 

Something lingers beyond my reach.

The desire for understanding is awakening.

I’m alert. I’m watching.  I’m listening. I’m intrigued.

And I’m fighting my natural tendency

of becoming too busy

to remember that I’m waiting

for a secret to be revealed.

Impatience threatens to destroy the gift before it is unwrapped.

Delightful expectations should be passionately valued and savored.

It is time to pray for eyes that see, ears that hear, 

and a heart that is open to receive wisdom.

Seeker

This morning I sat and absorbed peace.

I thanked my LORD for the gift of time for quiet reflection.

I love it here.

This place in my heart

that cries out for more of God

is fed when I seek and find a tranquil place to listen.

I cannot describe the overwhelming joy released in a contented sigh.

Replenishing

This morning I watched over a dozen pelicans bobbing in the choppy water.

Eventually I noticed a pattern: dip, swallow, float, dip, swallow, and float. 

Then they would fly, skimming the surface of the inlet, to get back up current.

They just had to reposition themselves to be able to continue to feast.

After Matthew’s exhausting visit, God was replenishing their strength.