significant

 Saturday, March 22, 2025 (7:42 a.m.)

I saw the date earlier. I’ve known it was coming. I just now recognized it.

Father, one year ago today my much beloved husband experienced the beginning of his last days here on earth. Even saying that isn’t exactly true. We all begin our last days the very day we are born.

I want to look to You Dear Lord. In whatever degree of sadness, loss, celebration and ultimate joy. Be my peace that passes understanding (Philippians 4:7a). Keeping my thoughts and emotions safe, quiet and at rest as I trust in Christ Jesus (7b). Controlling the way I think and feel. Guarding my heart and mind.

Yes! 

The apostle Paul told the Philippian believers, “Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life” (The Message).

Thank You Father. Your peace is palpable. Encompassing. Appreciated. Necessary. Significant. Undeniable. Free for the asking. Teach me to use and share it well. Thank You. Praise You. I love You. Amen.

(204 words ~ 8:17 a.m.)