white oleander in a bit of sunlight
Good Morning, God!
I like the night, God, so still and silent. Aaah, but what a glorious thing Your Light is. I have passed these small white oleanders a hundred times. But, yesterday a good friend requested a photo of a flower with light streaming through it.
At first, I only saw flowers facing the light. Of course, that was because I had my back to the light. But then I turned the corner and noticed just a wee bit of light coming through this small ordinary oleander blossom. It was transformed! Luminous! Lovely!
There are a lot of small unnoticed flowers in my life, God. Flowers, and people, and situations. If I have my face turned toward Your Light, then I can SEE Your Light flowing through the flowers, the people and even the situations. Hmmm. That feels like Your Word to ME this morning, God.
Because, now that I am opening toward my “feelings” — diverse sorrows and fears— they awakened me last night. They surged and ebbed and flowed through me until I finally got up to pray. Then, comforted, I went back to bed and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
As I prayed I felt You reminding me of the questions You had asked me the night before Patty’s cancer diagnosis was confirmed. The first one was: Margie, do you TRUST yourself to me? I said, YES, LORD. Then the second question: Then can you not trust Patty to me? I said Yes. And YOU WERE WITH US THROUGH IT ALL.
So, God, You ARE the LIGHT flowing through the small flowers and THE WORST of SITUATIONS. THANK YOU, God, for reminding me!
Story teller,
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