I woke up with you on my mind.
The room seemed to be full of your presence,
As if you had been watching me closely as I slept.
During the day, your voice seems small and quiet
It is hard to hear you through the noise.
But here in the quiet of the morning
You can be clearly heard.
Lord, how is it that you,
The Creator of the Universe
Care enough to be with me in this quiet room at this early hour?
For you are with me, I know.
I feel your love so distinctly,
It is as if you are enveloping me--
A blanket of tenderness that seeks nothing more
Than for me to recognize this quiet time together.
I can't see you, of course.
That won't come till later.
But right now, as we share this moment together,
I will share this cup of coffee with you,
And before I turn to mail
And news
And Facebook,
I will say the one thing that I know how to say,
Inadequate as it is,
Good morning, Lord!
I love you.
As we walk down our road, from time to time we notice pebbles along our way. Sometimes they're nothing more than pretty little stones, but other times they are there to remind us of battles we have fought, demons we have conquered, or even times that we've lost and learned valuable lessons in the losing. We can choose to leave the pebbles where they are and forget, or we can pick up the pebbles and turn them into markers--reminders of our journey and the lessons learned.
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Tuesday, March 5, 2013
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