The sun peeks above the trees; it glistens in the creek between me and another shore. It’s a beautiful morning to contemplate on thoughts that run like a road map. Some roads I’ve traveled and some I’ve never seen. Standing in the middle of my meditating, God bears my aches and pains. Memories, like autumn leaves, fall around my body; I wander on repeatedly ….
Life is as delicate as the pristine mornings; I sit and watch life come alive. I feel the warmth of the morning glare that pierces where I love. God grant me the serenity where evil looms in the minds of many. I’d rather not be on a road where darkness resides. This is where God intends me to be – in a place to reflect on life; the maybe’s, hopes and disillusionments that make us stronger in faith every day. Last month was no exception….
A dear friend I lost in time, has found me – a reunion of enormous proportion! Memories of our childhood exhilarates a gift; God, somehow knew, life’s altercations would never sever the ties. Two boys that played from the time they could walk, found diversity in puberty. Now life turns a corner; for what was forgotten, is born again in the minds of two old men.
God grant us grace as hearts reunite for the first time in years; for what should have been the end, is really just the beginning. It’s now ‘our time’ to share and enjoy in our parents’ blessings.