Today I have been given the gift of quiet, making quiet a most appropriate a prompt. Last evening and most of today I am alone in one of my sweet spots. One grandson is away at youth camp the other home with his Pap. Yesterday Kaleb captured a small green snake. Now he is in his glory. Not my personal source of joy. But I am blessed for him.
As for me, given a day of freedom from the daily pressures of home; and rearing two teenage wildcats, I’m wallowing in the serenity of alone in the quiet. I am allowed the freedom to seek Jesus. It’s been a long meandering crawl to find my way back to His light and life. Depression is a nasty creature. Alas, a story for another day.
Today is my day alone with Him.