I became quiet enough to notice…
prayer
December 1
I thought I was thinking, but it was actually prayer. I thought I was stewing in my feelings, but it was actually prayer…
November 30
Jesus smiled at me, totally tender, loving, and trusting…and said, “Thank you my love, each time you pray, it feels like Christmas to me.”
November 26
Prayer is like a sunflower turning toward the sun, a tap root growing deeper into the soil, an infant at the breast, lovers embracing.
November 23
I slipped into prayer, stopped for a moment in the quiet, stopped and allowed God to catch me, and to welcome that.