let me be

it's sunday morning. i can hear the singing of hymns coming up over the hill. we are doing home church because too many of the kids are coughing.  i woke up sniffling, but happy.

yesterday when i walked up monkey hill, and the sky was so bright and the air felt so good on my skin, not too warm, not too cool- i wondered how it's possible to be sad and discouraged in a place that is so beautiful- the sky seems to breathe hope.  each day feels like another chance.

and it is.

i'm so glad that the days aren't any longer- because i need that chance to wake up and try again. 

today the air is delicious. i am still and awake and alive. on this porch, in this place, under this blue and clouded sky,  i will say 'thank you'.  i will say 'help me', to stay still, and thankful, and giving to whomever crosses my path. let me not forget, let me not rush through the gift of today, let me not miss what you have for me to learn or give or grow into.  let me trust that if it hurts- i can endure and i am not alone.  let me trust that if it's good, it really is good. let me practice resting with out worry, and sitting quietly and listening. 

let me be full.
let me be peaceful. joyful. graceful. careful. thankful.