Sunday, February 7, 2010
This Morning
I pull out my perfect ceramic mug, it feels just right in my hands. The coffee is making its brewing sounds, I breathe in the richness.
People in Haiti are mourning the loss of loved ones.
I pour just the right amount of cream in the bottom of the mug. And two teaspoons of sugar.
Children have lost their moms.
And their homes.
I pour the steaming coffee; stir, pick up the mug and cradle the warmth in both hands.
They are hungry and wanting.
In the next room, my girls giggle.
I look out the kitchen window, notice two sweet birds sitting on the bare winter branch, the early morning light. Breathe deeply.
And say thank you.
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Yes, we have so much to be thankful for. SOOOO MUCH--and the my favorite thing to be thankful for--HOPE!
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