Welcome month #12!!! We had fun trimming the tree this past weekend and decorating here and there. Kay likes the red lights and Tim was impressed that I knew where all the Christmas stuff was. I was impressed, too. I'll also be impressed if everything stays in the designated spots. So far, so good.
Tim went to Seattle tonight for a well deserved get-away. I hope that he has a great time with his friend at an anticipated concert. Rock on, Dude! I wish I could see the old farts (just kidding guys) at a rock concert reliving past memories. It's quiet here...I miss him and I can't sleep.
Kay has been up and walking around five times now since going to bed fully dressed. She has been increasingly confused about "things". She is convinced that something is happening "down the street" which will keep me on guard throughout the night and into the morning. Thankfully, the wind is swirling and the rain is hitting the windows sideways. That seems to deter the need to exit the house. I'm sure it keeps her awake though. That and the fact that she sleeps during the day even with me stomping around and clearing my throat to get her attention.
The sound of the wind blowing through the trees evokes an image of God's power to inhale and exhale. I just don't know if He is inhaling to take in our trials or exhaling to blow in peace. I'd like to think it's both. That makes me happy.
It's time to turn off the TV and listen to God breathing. Good night.
Monday, December 3, 2007
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Listening to God breathe...
now THERE is something worth thinking about...
VERY thoughtful, Miss Sarah....I love your wind meaning. I'll have to tuck that away in a corner of my mind for future pondering - or comfort!
XOXXOXO Maria
It was good to talk to you today Sarah. I’m looking forward to the next posting - no pressure.
Klinton (my friend’s son) did real good yesterday. He was awake and interacting with his family. Praise the Lord! That was good for my heart to hear.
Psalms 62
1 Hear my cry, O God;
Attend to my prayer.
2 From the end of the earth
I will cry to You,
When my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the Rock (Jesus)
that is higher than I.
3 For You have been
a shelter for me,
A strong tower from the enemy.
4 I will abide in Your
tabernacle forever;
I will trust in the shelter
of Your wings. Selah
This is my song at this time.
~ Love, Cindy ~
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