Sometimes, I catch myself living solely for Friday. I hear myself saying things like, “Today was the longest day.”
I seldom stop to recognize what my words imply. Do I want my days to be shortened? Do I want my days all together ended for good?
Read MoreThe sweetest smell of blueberry muffins whirled down the long hallway spilling into the bedroom where I was sleeping. It was an irresistible invitation that swiftly rounded me up and onto my feet.
Read MoreStillness?
Stillness is the quiet expectation of worship, Goodness pouring forth, preparing me for what lies ahead.
Even in the darkness there is anticipation of light. Stillness, waiting for light to peak over the horizon, east.
Read MoreMy alarm clock went off with a loud buzz… I count the seconds before I react one…two…three. It shocks me every morning even though I should be used to it by now. I quickly reach across the right side of my body and push the snooze button and when I getmy bearings, I turn it completely off and climb out of bed.
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