8/23/05 Our Heavenly Father, we come again mindful of Your Being and presence. We thank You again for the freedoms we enjoy and too often take for granted – for the opportunity of life itself.
Remind us of tasks to be done – of fences to mend – of friends to remember and families to treasure. Amen
Yes, I felt treasured. Every time I called home the voice on the other end was welcoming and truly happy I called. How many kids lack that? A text doesn’t stay in the same part of your brain as a voice, a song, or a prayer. I treasure the playlist in my brain.
Mending fences? Started there, got distracted by my treasures. Story of my life of stuff…thank you Annie Lennox(?) for shining light on the situation.
(I will look it up later…)
7:44 am corrections: Annie LEONARD’s Story of Stuff.