For MAK, my teacher. My first RDP Friday.
Feelings blow in the wind. Sometimes they become stagnant with stale air. The humidity tries to suffocate. Tests, diagnosis, and debates. Worries, wins, and losses. What really matters? For the birds don’t care. The flowers still bloom.
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”
Matthew 6:26
“I have told you these things so that in me you will have peace. In this world, you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
Each step gives me strength. On the trail, I seek like-minded nature-lovers who cling to our Creator’s beauty. I’m plugged into peace for power. Nature’s notifications are dings of bird songs, clacks and cracks of bending limbs, calls from critters, and rustlings of the rustic. It’s a far cry from the cold waiting room and another “test”. It’s an infusion of bone-building boldness. Grandkids giggle, a bluebird sings, music melts the mayhem, and I stand still…and smile. I’ll seek serenity in the simple.
How do YOU find serenity?
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Reinhold Niebuhr
Everyone needs a little Jesus! He’s been given to many people in my 417 land!
Have faith 🤍
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