Mar. 21, 2018 me...feel like hope...

Bees and hummingbirds feasting on the blossoms on our lemon trees, sometimes those little guys fly right up to the kitchen window to take a look at me drinking my coffee!

The flowering cherry/plum trees all over town...glorious shades of pink.

My tiny wisteria vine twining itself around the fence again.

The sunrises every day this week and the glorious rain happening right this minute!

These things listed above are the most beautiful things I’ve seen this week. Yesterday was the first day of Spring and looking around our yard and the neighborhood, the following verse pretty much says it all:

“You will live in joy and peace. The mountains and hills will burst into song, and the trees of the field will clap their hands!” Is. 55:12

Sleep is an odd sort of thing these days, since John, my best friend and the person I woke up with for a little over fifty years has changed his address to heaven. We were always so glad we were both morning persons, waking with the dawn, ready to start our day. Now there's an hour or two of sleep and then an hour or two of not and then maybe more sleep....maybe not...but last night I awoke with a song circling my mind. It has stayed with me and for the first time in months, I awoke smiling and singing...

“You Are My King”   Chris Tomlin, Lyrics

“I'm forgiven because you were forsaken
I'm accepted, you were condemned
I'm alive and well
Your spirit is within me
Because you died and rose again

Amazing love, how can it be?
That you, my king. would die for me
Amazing love, I know it's true
Its my joy to honor you
Amazing love how can it be?
That my king would die for me
Amazing love I know it's true
Its my joy to honor you
In all I do
I honor you

You are my king
You are my king
Jesus, You are my king
Jesus, You are my king.”

Then, the reading in “Jesus Calling” (Sarah Young) today ended saying:

“Remember that I am also your Song. I want you to share My Joy, living in conscious awareness of My Presence. Rejoice as we journey together toward heaven; join Me in singing My song.”

And I felt just a little less alone... sunrises, to me, always feel like hope.