It’s Another Sunday Morning

Another Sunday Morning cover

The sun rises, and it’s another Sunday morning. Shadows reach across the room while the peace of God trails in the rays. I’m comforted in a place where angels tread through the night; my spirit rejuvenates, waiting on the sun’s warmth. Though my thoughts are a million miles into the millennium, I remain still. Like a minute hand that gently sweeps, the shadows change as the sun progresses. Of all the things my world dictates, being idle isn’t one. So, before I alter my course, I hesitate… the Lord brings His blessed morning.

My rickety old wingback can only conjure up so much comfort but God anoints my spirit. He shares his promise of hope through prayer, as I look at spring’s budding branches in the bright, blue morning light. I dare not move. Not wanting to disturb the reverence, my Father leads my mind to calmer waters. He surrounds my world with heavenly thoughts as I pray for all those in despair. Through my precious gift of writing, which only He bestows upon me, I try to touch everyone. We are children of God seeking His messages.

I feel a warmtAnother Sunday Morning 2h that comes only from above, and I ponder those that have come and gone. My past once loomed in the thunder as I tried to weather the rumbling storms. I know, now, only God sent His peace into my life. Today, my heart is satisfied. I rebuild my faith every day and pray for those who doubted my strength. In the quiet of this Sunday morning, humbly, I thank God for His strength, too.

Though my day fills with incidentals, I pray for everyone who gives thanks to our Father for the morning light. We come to his alter, sovereignly, on this Sunday morning with thanksgiving and praise. May our Lord be an anchor for broken spirits that need mending as only He can give the comfort and love you seek. And though the long shadows have turned to shade, my comfort comes from the love He gives me…. Amen.

Another Sunday Morning 1

It’s Sunday Morning

I give all I have to God for He has granted where I am in life.

It's Sunday Morning

I listen to the coffee perking in the darkness. I open an eye and peek between the blinds, thinking how these covers feel mighty comforting. Consciously I pray, God thank you for this cold winter’s day so I may replenish my body that I have so badly destroyed. But today feels different…. it’s like angels arrived and worked all through the night to bring me the comfort that I feel, right now. Relinquishing, I give all I have to God for He has granted me an exquisite place in life.

My biography highlights, which I write about in my blogs and books, are proof that God exists in a world full of doubt. Miracles shared in fairytales do come true; but to actually be a character in one, though, is beyond my wildest imagination. Dreams, you see, do come true…just stay in prayer! I count my blessings, as I think it looks like snow outside. I thank Him most of all for you, my friends!

It's Sunday Morning 2

Most never know what lies deep behind the subconscious. Thinking I need to be somewhere else this morning, my Lord, I know, is here with me. So, I light a candle in my house–my mental sanctuary. Oh, God, you are so awesome to wake me with wisdom, for there are times I drift off to sleep in doubt.

The clouds begin to thicken and I wonder if the weatherman is right or will the snow miss us. I am more than so thankful that God is not like a meteorologist. Bundled in my sweats and slippers, my comfort resonates from inside. I need another cup of coffee, but God and I are having a deep conversation. I’ll have to wait…. His presence takes precedence.

Isaiah 43:7
Bring all who claim me as their God, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them.