Truly

My life decides to take these turns and bends, this trip. Sometimes easy. Sometimes messy. And I am thankful for ever bit of it. The passing moment. The quiet moment. The silence. The loneliness. The company. The laughter. The music. Oh...the music! I love technology. How we can all be miles and miles from physical nearness and yet be connected through these advancements. And how much more through the spirit! I am thankful for my not-so-new friend. He makes me laugh a lot, and I am thankful for his dimples too. How they literally bestow satisfaction just looking at them. Beauty marks. I am thankful for being in “no more bullshit” mode. Finding some ground within myself and being comfortable therein. Coming to accept my weaknesses. Reaching the end of something. Creating newness in every conscious thought. I am thankful for rejection, and even more thankful for liking it. Recognizing the great teacher. I am thankful for these surrounding masses of cells, organic molecules, of pulsating life, of spiritual existence called family. I am thankful for lasting friendships. I am thankful for cats. I am thankful for the enchantment of discovery and creative power. I am thankful for being moved to tears. For possessing a tender heart. I am thankful for Him. I am thankful for you and me. For us. For them. For we. And I am thankful for time. The passage of time. For having too much, and not having enough. I am thankful for love. And thankful for loving. For being loved. I am thankful for this honor. For humility. I am thankful for a song. For more than one. For realizing a calling. For signs and guidance. For protection and mercy. For forgiveness, and second chances...sometimes thirds. I am thankful. Simply. Profoundly. Truly.

Restless

I tell myself everything will be okay today. Everything will work out. And yet everything is out of my hands, beyond my grasp, free of my understanding. I am completely at His Mercy. And so, I will repose tonight while my mind scurries about with frightening thoughts. Then I will stop myself from the raging storm and place it in His Hands once more. How it eases to make the conscious effort to turn it over to Him, yet it is He Who always has the Power and has no need for it to be relinquished.

My thought of you for the day:

I am blessed to have loved you, independent of what you have or have not felt for me. And when I'm old and gray and lying on my death bed, after all the humbling thoughts of regret that will seep in about what I failed to accomplish for this great and mighty Cause, and after thoughts of praise and gratitude, for life, for family, for friends, I am certain I will recall you and the love I have felt for you in my life. I will think back to how lucky I have been to have known you at such a young age. Yes, my first love at 12. And that love will still be there. It might change and transform, but it will always be. So I thank you, for being you. For living and breathing. For being exactly what you want and should be in this life of yours. You are destined for greatness and I hope you will love someone in your life, beyond any doubt, the way that I have loved you.