Thank you that You are who You are, no matter where my mind is. It’s 3:30 in the morning. The moon’s light is visible over the eave of our roof’s far gable…like a night light glowing through the trees, leading me closer to clearer thinking.
Thank you for your peace, pushing through my soul. I arrived at dawn in the calm center of the storm. Not knowing the future is one of your greatest gifts. We are always tinkering with it, trying to catch a glimpse around the barrier, the one you lovingly erected to shield us from our unknowns.
The tomorrows of our lives are veiled precisely beyond our view. The bend in the road is not the burden we think but a blessing to be respected.
Knowlege before its time is not power but poison. Teach me to sit in this moment -unafraid, trusting, and hopeful, continually reminded I am Yours. This is enough…more than enough.
Powerful reminder.
Thanks for your comment, Frank.