I’m so in the end of the day mode.
I wish -
I were on a lonely, desolate desert island.
Watching the sunset.
Toes wriggling in the sand.
Catching those last rays.
Small waves rippling nearby.
An evening breezing caressing my face.
(I’m really a master of clichés when I get going!)
Reality is –
Feeding the dogs.
Being sociable and friendly.
Chatting to people walking by.
The Captain bringing cocktails, also ready for a chat.
If I can’t have that desert island, I’d like to sit quietly with a book. Or an intricate knitting pattern that transports me into a different world.
This conundrum taxes me every evening at five o’clock.
I recall my quiet time that morning.
There are facets of His way we rarely recognize.
There’s a reason I’m in this place at this time right now.
How I handle the present shows the growth (or NO growth) of the inner me.
Yes, it’s a test.
Am I passing or failing?
Cyber hugs and Blessings All. May you always pass with flying colors and streaming banners.
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