Thankful Thursday

This day of presence began at 3:33 a.m. awaken to prayer and His presence. Hello, I told him here am I. At the ready wondering why He woke me and just prayed. Sleepy and fell back asleep after some time.
Thankful for the witness of the love that He has for those who are brought into intercession in the twilight hours.
I am charmed as I sit not 2 feet from the bird feeders just outside my window. The beauty of all that his heart has formed. White wing Morning dove and house sparrow.
Warmed as I see the witness of his heart for me as aprons are on the clothes line.
Grateful as I hear the sweet voices of my children gleefully enjoying Dash's clean room. They were up before the dawn playing happily together. They are singing and playing cooperatively.
I stopped and opened up to the memory of what I have experienced in him, opening up that place and sharing the walk through it with one who is suffering. I recalled the presence and the tools taught to me to endure and overcome during some difficult suffering.
I am reminded that all we go through is not about us but about Him , His purpose that Love and empathy would be gained . Walking love is what glorifies Him.
Love in action glorifies God.
Humbled that Love in action is gained through suffering. Empathy is gained in understanding. Knowledge is learned, that walking the road and then passing on that knowledge becomes our duty to Him to one another.
It is all so wonderful. It is the balm that removes the temptations of bitterness and those questions of "why me"...
Feeling Gods breadth on my skin That unmistakable peace on my mind. On my home and all who are in it.
Thinking of faces of those who I know and love. Seeing with new eyes beyond offensive annoying behaviors to the hearts of others. Hoping that others also might see me that way.
I am thankful to be made abreast of the ways I flee from the gifts and calling that are placed upon me. Whether my mind can understand it or not.
The children are singing. Making up new songs of the games that they playing. I am humbled at the lyrics. The sounds of conversational sound bantered back and forth. Glee. Glee both in them and within me. I stand set apart from cares this morning as if it is a different trail one just beside the path I stand upon. It is alright with my soul. I have a surgery next Friday and the bi-lateral injections coming up for my knees . Yet it is as if they are on this other trail the care of them are not on the path of this morning walk. It is good with my soul.
It is good ...It is good with my soul.
what greater thing can I say .

It is good.