
Gus wakes me on my first day of Thanksgiving break. The first inclination is resentment of the sleep intrusion. I choose joy. Holding a warm cup of Java I join him on the back stoop. He sits, I stand. He lifts his snout to the sun. I lift my chin to the heavens. Close my eyes, inhale, exhale…
As I gaze at the morning dawn, enjoy the cool, crisp breeze. Watch the leaves dance, spin in the wind. God whispers to my soul…
May there be peace within.
May we trust that we are exactly where we are meant to be.
May we use our gifts received, pass on the love given.
May we grasp the infinite possibilities born of faith.
May we find contentment in ourselves as we are.
Let God sink into our core, release us, free us so we can sing, dance, love, thrive.
Adapted from St Therese of Liseaux
God is here for us.
Today, everyday.
God in us.
Holy Spirit breathing life to all.
Temple arise!
How sweet it is!
Love to all❣️
Savor every breath, wonder, step.
We are God’s masterpieces❣️
Arise my love💕
You are precious.
Loved beyond measure.
Savor your one, precious life.
All is well💕
Love it!!!
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