Returning to Sunday Morning Church

October 22, 2017

Church this morning. It felt good to get back to a place of meditation, prayer, hymns, and my talks with God.  I lit candles for my family and friends, Christina, and a thank you candle to God for his generosity, blessings, and love for me.  It is a peaceful, joyous way to begin the day.

My conversations with God nourish me in ways that many would never understand. Though my life is filled with wonderful family and friends, activities I love, entertainment I enjoy, I still spend a fairly large amount of time alone--and that's okay. It's the life I have chosen, but this decision is why my conversations with God are so important.

I have to believe that someone is listening.
     I have to believe that whatever happens to me,
                   there is someone watching over my loved ones and cherished friends.
         I have to believe that Christina will live her best life
                    and have someone watching over her.
            I have to believe that I am not really ever alone,
and God nourishes these beliefs.
      I have to believe and I do.

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