#54 …for snow when it falls muffled, tranquil, and serene, like fairies descending from the sky – wafting down to greet the earth.
#55 …that my mom, who is no longer on this earth, is still very much alive.
#56…that she does not live on “in my memories”. Because memories don’t sustain life. She knew the Sustainer, and is now sustained eternally.
#58 …that Our Lord lived a real life, died an actual death, and left us with an empty tomb. That is the hope upon which our faith stands. If he lives, then all those we have lost live, who knew him, still live – and we abide forever.
#59 …that I can breathe that mystery in deeply, I can seize it, place it in my heart, and possess the peace that issues from the knowing.
#60…for the wonder that informs me that because of the Grace of God, eternity is now, and I live in it, move in it, and there have my being.
#61 … for Laska the love kitty, who is still kitteny enough to dash around after invisible nothings, and break things, and spread the joy that is toilet paper – throughout every room.
#62 … and for how he then finds me wherever I am and drifts off to sleep, deep and peacefully, like he has found his safe place, the one to protect him while he slumbers.
#63 … and for how it reminds me that I need to do the same – with the One who never slumbers.
#64 …that although there is no guarantee of tomorrow, or even ten minutes hence – there is a guarantee of forever – and when when the race is run, I will run into His arms.
#65 …for the birds, squirrels, and rabbits, all scurrying about as the sun warms the frigid earth – gathering.
#66 …for the trees shedding the ice that weighed them down, as the sun melts it away one drop at a time.
#67 … for this year named “connect” – with its twists and turns, opening up, being shut down tight, but proceeding and connecting – because love connects.
#68 …for Ann; because I have now beheld what I’ve never seen, and voiced what I’ve never spoken, and perceived previously inaudible heartsounds. They now ring like wind chimes on a springtime day.
#69 …that the world is spinning on a sunbeam in a solar system, nested in a quiet and still part of a violent galaxy, swimming in the vastness of a universe beyond comprehension – and yet the universe is only a thing God made with a word.
#70 …that the more I “zoom out” the more glorious the view of God becomes: the planet, the sky, asteroids, stars, black holes, and the unseen something that binds it all.
#71 …that the more I “zoom in” the greater the glory of God, the fingerprint on the hand, the atoms, the protons, neutrons, and even smaller, the spark, the building block that makes everything. It’s the essence of God himself that sparks the spinning of of the tiniest of things and results in the grandest of imaginable constructions.
#72 … that we’ll know answers to the mysteries of all things great and small, when we know as we are known.
Linking today with Ann and many others, counting…
In God’s love