There is another brand new color of blue here this morning as I prepare to hit the road. I wish I could describe its clarity, its sense of uplift and height, the way it draws the eyes to the heavens.
This is where I learned about God.
My time with my Dad has been good. Beyond good.
The waters receded. The streets are dry. It is a new day.
Many thanks to those who kept us in their prayers and hearts. Many thanks to those I love who don't pray particularly much, but who never stopped thinking about me while I was here.
Drive safely everyone. Keep giving thanks...
2 comments:
dear mags,
sounds like its been quite a week. so glad to here that time with dad, in the midst of and in the fall out of a storm, was blessed and has brought you gratitude.
safe travels.
love, more cows
Still giving thanks... like for you!
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