frozen

Sometimes even thoughts seem frozen and suspended

and wait for warmth to release them.

Sometimes minds are tired and emotions dulled

and souls wait for peace to invade them.

Sometimes hearts feel afraid and in suspense

and spirits need hope to raise them.

friendships

Flowers speak of love

and blossoms tell tales of friendship

as they stand on a table covered with stitches

crocheted together with care.

And by these we are blessed; the listening ears and the open arms and the praying hearts.

miniscule magic

An above zero day lends itself

to the melting of snow into water

which drops onto evergreen boughs below.

Wee drops freeze while grasping tiny green needles.

New flakes drift earthward

and alight cautiously on these fragile gems.

It does the heart good to step outdoors and admire God's handiwork.

Nature is splendid whether grandiose or miniscule.

january 25th

Somedays there are no words to say or to ponder

but a simple day of routine produces thoughts of thanksgiving

that the minutes and hours that slipped by were good.

another day

another day is another day of blessing

we cling

We cling to the branch of life

when life is a gift

and the tensions inside us

tell us that life is fragile

and our grip on it feeble.

snowflake in morning sun

Yesterday the flakes glistened in the morning sun

as they floated downward

one by one-

millions of miniscule miracles.

Further down and further out.

Each flake a masterpiece

but insignificant in isolation.

And some folks go on adventures

and some stay behind

and some fight disease

and others are anxious

and still others pray for them all.

And none are in isolation

because a great cloud of them

is rising slowly,

onwards and upwards to the heavens,

till one by one they break away

and go Further up and Further in.

And when I am anxious I know that a friend is praying for me

and it gives me peace.