Good Evening, God!
I was just going to go to bed, God. I’m tired. And worried about my mom. Maybe, even, a bit depressed. But, then I remembered my photos of my friend June’s hibiscus. Really, God, they are too wonderful not to share.
Besides, it will do me good to sit with You. Sit without words — for a few minutes. Really, God, You know my heart . It is way too full to speak.
My mom complains about not being able to think. That’s probably because most of her mind is worried about dying. I can understand that. At 98 one does have to think about that. I must say, You have been most kind. It was just a few weeks ago that You had Patty come (in a a dream or vision or ?) and tell her, “Don’t be afraid, Grandma. It [dying] is not so bad.” I do have to remind Mom of that. When I do, she always lights up and smiles. She remembers it!
Ah, there, God, I’m feeling a little better. Those are comforting words for me, too. I am thinking of the 23rd Psalm and the verse which says Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. I used to think that Your rod and staff were to protect me. Now, I feel they are for me to lean on.
I do know that we humans need one another. You have made us Social Beings. And sharing seems to me to be a huge part of our nature.
Some days I feel like this hibiscus on the right — fully extended! I like that! But, I need the “furled up” times, too.
Thank You, God for the gift of Life — the ups and the downs!