9:58 is NOT 3:58!
10:15 WHAT?!
1,2,3 counting every blessing? 4,5,6
Mama Said there’d be days like this
11:45 p.m.
Sunday, November December 1, 2024 (5:58 a.m.)
So this is how it’s going to be. One of those kind of days! Thanks Dad. Truly I’m smiling already.
(6:52 a.m.)
Now THAT was worth going out for! 360° of pure beauty. Thank You for the joy Father. Absolute pure joy. Standing in the middle of our driveway, turning in each direction. Watching the colors of the clouds change from white, to pink, to orange.
(7:25 a.m.)
Lord, I am bringing ALL of this very strange day to You. Beginning at 9:58 last night, when I thought for sure the clock showed a 3 instead of a 9. Not able to understand why I still felt so tired after what I believed at that time to have been 8 1/2 hours of sleep.
Then there was seeing the clock at 10:15, wondering what in the world was happening. Becoming fully awake enough to realize the battery on the digital clock couldn’t have stopped and still shown the time. Sleepy brain has its own way of figuring.
Thank You God that through those next four hours of being awake and wanting more sleep You delighted me with internet finds of friendship. Camaraderie. Genuine encouragements. And just plain fun and laughter.
There’s still that one song. It counts out 1, 2, 3. And sings A, B, C. But it’s not the ones that keep showing up in the searches. It continues singing enough to warrant my attention. But not enough to lead me to the find.
Once again I bring my inability to You Dear Lord. Yes! All my limitations. Confusions.
It’s the first Sunday of Advent. Representing a week of HOPE. And preparation. Mm, yes, dearest Dad. Prepare my heart, soul, mind and strength for all this Season is meant to represent. The Light of the world (John 8:12). Come to save us (John 3:17).
Yes Father. Prepare me to prepare for You! I love, need, trust and want You. Use me exactly as You know is best. With SO very much love (Mark 12:30-31). Thank You. Praise You. Amen.
((381 words ~ 7:59 a.m.)
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