5/6/18

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Day 102

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God,

I would like

to adapt to sitting 

here & getting lost 

in a melody that brings 

back memory – walking 

around her block with the

sunshine or the sun, but 

always knowing on that 

street I had a home where

I was welcomed with chili 

or corn on the cob & Your 

presence penetrating my 

heart. I miss her & I cannot

hide it or the fact I’d like to 

tell about the ways You are 

lavishing Your love while I 

sit here and recover from the

first cataract surgery. I wonder 

if she’d worry. Even though we

can trust You with all t(hings, I felt loved 

through the worry. It’s weird, I know. 

And I’m sure she’d tell me to allow my 

eye to heal, but I’m being rebellious 

because it is hard not tell You thank You 

for being so close to me during this 

recovery. Especially earlier when I sat 

on the floor waiting to see 

if the cat got out while noticing 

a huge bug climb up the wall. 

You must love my exclamations:

That bug is huge! Oh Jesus! Ugh. I felt no 

fear in my heart, but that You were beside 

me, reassuring, it’s okay. She’s down 

there. It’s okay. And I continue to freak 

out, this is going to be my fault. How am I  

going to explain this? You listen. 

I call her again and just when I want to 

lose hope, she comes up and I say, thank 

you, Jesus

Thank you for slowly opening my eyes 

again to how deeply 

You love me, especially when I 

don’t deserve it, doing nothing 

at all. If you could double or triple my 

gratitude list from this week, it would be 

cool. Thank you for always listening and 

making me still to see. 

Love

Your tender haired girl

Ps. I can’t wait for the confetti canon. Seriously. The anticipatory happiness is building like crazy. I can see myself jumping around. )

*( where timer stopped

Fmf: adapt. 

One thought on “5/6/18

  1. Beautiful post! (I too ran out of time and continued after the timer. Whee!)
    I can relate so well to your writing. What a delight to be your neighbor on FMF this week.
    “Thank you for slowly opening my eyes

    again to how deeply

    You love me, especially when I

    don’t deserve it, doing nothing

    at all. ”
    Yes.
    So much of a “me too”!

    Love,
    Tammy
    (tammysincerity)

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