Rooted - Day Three

June 3, 2022
Rooted

As Day Three comes to a close,
I am grateful.
For so very much…

I stepped away tonight to take the dog for a quiet walk - along the path that runs ‘round the lake.

I’ve found a quiet, peaceful spot - midway,
to pause and reflect…

It’s quiet
Serene
And full of peace…

Except for the geese who are being traumatized by Nellie running and swimming out to greet them with exuberant joy!

The momma geese are honking,
The babies are chirping(?) …
As Nellie runs with untethered abandon.

This pup of ours simply leaks joy…
Her energy is contagious.

And every night she quietly sneaks
into my bed…
and crawls way under the covers
to sleep on top of my feet.

She has done this every night for nearly five years.

No matter what house I’m sleeping in,
No matter which bed I’m sleeping in
No matter how late I come home…
She always manages to search and find me.

And every night, like clockwork…
As she tosses and turns…
I wake ever so slightly
And smile.

She is our gift of love.
Our gift of joy.

Tonight, as I watch our little love running recklessly back and forth amongst the bushes -
I cannot help, but smile…

And remember the -
Endearing
Pursuing
Unconditional
Relentless
Unending
Overwhelming…
LOVE OF GOD

For me.

Tonight, as I sit by the lake,
Listening to the bull frogs croaking
Little birds chirping and the
Gentle winds blowing…

I find strength.

To know -
I am seen and known by God…

A God who has a plan for His beloved…

A plan for making all things somehow work out well.

For good.

For every heartache…
Every trial…
Every tear…
Every hope…
Every dream…

Tonight, my heart rests as I sit here
beside the still waters…

My heart is restored and refreshed.

The discipline of pausing to remember…
has served me well.

I find joy in the midst of grief.

Faith has taken root…
The Cross of Christ my guide.

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