Saturday morning waking on cool crisp sheets and happy, simply to have missed the sunlight, to have slept just right.
I wake with wondering why I dreamt that I couldn’t find my mama and a dream that had no conclusion only a question, “Should we check to see if she’s okay?”
I understand, thank the Lord I understand and so the dreamy state leaves me light, not burdened.
I am better now.
There were conversations and observations, I scanned an article about women dying at hands of abusers. I had thoughts of what to do or what not to do for a family and their mama, the wife.
Decided, simply pray.
“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.”
Numbers 6:24-26 ESV
Yet, another consideration buried deep and came out to frolic, my friend in Georgia, I want to know more and I want her to know that I want that.
She’s not well.
Still, I wake renewed and I’ll not bore you with the thing that’s helping…the Day 9 Whole30 thing.
I’ll just say.
Consider the possibility that your body feeds your mind with what you feed your body. I’m just sayin’…
I’m open and wiling and I’m better!
I have new canvases and new thoughts and just a few hampered obligations!
No wonder I told Him, my Heavenly Father up there with my mama,
Thank you God, for another day!