Hugs

 Sending love

Hugs

And good wishes

To all

A little grin

A sweet kiss

And a joy

That passes all

Understanding

Anyway

 These days, I’m learning what growth is. Growth is not arguing or proving a point. It’s not about explaining. God made me like this. I still don’t like it. God didn’t ask me what I liked, however. It’s an about loving unlovable people.  It’s still hoping even as the cruel and deceitful of the world prosper, while the marginalized suffer. It’s about not trying to understand what I cannot. Trusting the process, journey, take your pick isn’t glamourous. It’s painful, unsexy and unappealing. It is daily. I’m learning for my own sanity that every day I must walk. It’s my daily commune with God. I say nothing. Nothing at all. It’s the only time I’m truly silent. 

I’m realizing that growth is not doing things the American way. Please don’t ask me to elaborate.  I don’t multitask. I can’t hurry. I can’t get with the program. Sadly, even though therapy and treatment make disability seem invisible, it is not. And that reality greets me daily. It’s the reminded that doesn’t cease. And that is acceptance right there. 

I’m learning that people can be good, and still disappoint you. I’m realizing people don’t want truth. After Sunday’s sermon on self-denial where I cried, but I paid attention. You may not like me after this post. I need to be free more than I need to be liked. Never thought, I’d say that. Another thing is:  I’m doing things I swore I’d never do. Don’t tell God what you won’t do. You will end up doing it anyway. 

Questions

 How was your weekend?

What did you cook?

What did you watch?

Did you have fun?

Did you shop?

Hope you have a wonderful start to your week. Love you all. 

Prayer

 Lord

Keep my 

Mind on you

When I look elsewhere

My brain hits the gutters

Rainy days

 Good book

Sweet drink

As the rain

Continues to 

Lazily drip

Down the windowsill 

A good day

To just be

One with oneself

And marvel

At small miracles

Happies

 Making me happy 

Unexpected gifts

Banana pudding

Receiving souvenirs from others travels

Snail mail

The rain

Your turn?

upside down

 A little strawberry lemonade

A little rain

All it takes

To turn

The frown

Upside down