Showing posts from November, 2016

Oops, I did it again

If I were being completely honest, the cruel nature of my forgetfulness should cause me to cry. But, in this moment I cannot stop laughing even though I should be apologizing. A foolish grin lifts my otherwise flat facial features, and my funny bone has been tickled. I regard my absent-mindedness as hysterical!
The sun peaks through our half-shut blinds and I roll onto my side, thinking of all the tasks to be done during the day. I venture to complete one so ordinary it does not deserve to be placed on a “to do” List. This particular high-energy morning has me moving a plastic container filled with winter sweaters from storage. But, when you have MS completing any chore merits some accomplishment.For the able body – it ranks as comparable to brushing and then flossing your teeth.OK - for some people, flossing daily may be considered high ranking!Anyway you get the gist of what I’m alluding to about a routine task. I puff up my chest and consider the action as a monumental achievement s…

Thanksgiving Prayer

God of Holiness, You bestow on us the gift of life which is ever changing 
with the passing of time.
May we delight in the current season of our lives Accepting challenges as they come, Praising moments of joy that unfold, Beholding the splendor of your beauty, Proclaiming the glory of your promises.
Let our love become a harvest of blessings Allowing us to be Givers – unasked, Pouring forth goodness into the world.
During this season of Thanksgiving Prepare us to receive with open arms All you have planned for us, now & In the coming seasons of our lives.

~ Amen ~

Out on a Limb

The call is strong and powerful. It summons me to move from a place of comfort to that which is most unfamiliar. In a faint whisper I hear, “Take a step in faith and move further out on the limb”.    I am caught between the awakened & unconscious state of existence.  The appearance of a large tree with mighty hands as limbs is before me.  In the presence of this giant force of creation, I am made to feel united and loved.   Each branch is strong and thrives with fruit & leaves.  Without hesitation I climb to the first limb which seems to be calling my name.    As I sit in the arms of the tree I say out loud, “it is good that I am here! I am happy and content in my current situation. This is far enough for me”.   But still I am gently encouraged to journey just a little further down the branch. Why the nudge and the persistent call? Could the view be any more splendid or the fruit any sweeter or the leaves any more spectacular just a few inches away?   What am…