That's a very personal question .. don't feel compelled
to answer. As I seem to be going through the 'newborn'
part of my life lately, sleeping all day and laying awake
all night, I have a lot of quiet time to think. (not a good
thing). But I also have time to reflect on my day and
give thanks for the many blessings that have been bestowed
on me throughout the day. (that's a good thing). As I go
through my usual routine of giving thanks I sometimes
think of God sitting there listening to the millions of
bedtime prayers night after night. I imagine him saying ..
yea.. food.. health.. yada yada yada.. I got ya . I say this
lightheartedly though I know he listens to my every word
intently.
There was a time when I took his love for granted. I've
always been a believer but I'm ashamed to say I wasn't
always very appreciative of his many blessings. I guess
as we mature we realize the true wonder of the 'word' and
what is does for our moral and our spirit. The very fact
that I sit here today knowing in my heart that my prayers
are being heard even after all of my misgivings is proof
that my God is a loving God.
In that respect I altered my evening prayers a bit lately
to include a special thanks that I never really thought of
in those earlier years. Each night I include a simple
prayer of thanks for giving me something to believe in,
something to look forward to and a dream to rally around
when I'm at my lowest points. I can't for the life of me
imagine being a non-believer and not having that light of
hope ahead of me.
I guess this post has gotten a bit deeper than I intended.
I try to keep the majority of them light hearted and
entertaining .. oops.. guess I missed the mark a little on this
one. I would blame it on boredom, fatigue, or cabin fever but
I would be fooling myself Sometimes all it takes is a little
nudge to get us back on the right trail and I have been lucky
enough this year to get three little nudges. Not to say I won't
wander off again, I probably will, but It does seem the trail is
getting a little clearer ...
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