Life is not a straight line. It's a downpour of gifts, please – hold out your hand

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Thank you for being here. I'm so glad you're here.

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.

1 comment :

  1. 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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