In the quiet of this evening
as I look back over the day
I realize that there has been
that has been so elusive over these last months
walking this day with me.
My heart rejoices.
It’s been too long.
The sorrow has been so deep.
The Joy so elusive.
thanks to the prayers of gals who love me
and the mercy of our Heavenly Father
some extra sleep
some answered prayers
and some accomplished tasks —
I feel the stirrings of joy,
and I give grateful praise.
I know, I know.
The Joy is not dependent on circumstance.
(at least it shouldn’t be)
But sometimes hope comes wrapped in understandable packages
And the hope gives The Joy free reign.
On another note . . .
I do hope my sweet Mama won’t be angry at me for putting this picture on–
but if you could say a prayer for my Sweet Mama, it would be appreciated.
She has caught some sort of bug–flu or upper respiratory infection — and is really miserable.
The doctor doesn’t think it is terribly serious,
But she could still use your prayers.