Because my mood highjacked the majority of my day yesterday, I said to myself.
“Set the tone today, self talk that’s harmful not allowed, only hope.”
So, I was awakened by a phone call that didn’t alarm as was my startled assumption.
I made extra creamy coffee by mistake; groggy, I added half and half and honey times two.
I sat with the soft blanket and then invited more comfort,
Threw off the throw pillows, spread smooth the quilt, patted the couch cushion and invited the dog.
Stretched out now almost the length with his nose near my hip, I breathe, tell myself to trust, not go all despondent and frustrated over what people are saying, showing in their vacant glances about our coming days.
Sip my coffee, rest my hand on the labrador and journal loosely today’s plans.
Sit with comfort more than a moment.
Beyond this sweet sitting, remember your words.
Endure.
Continue.
Believe.
Now turn to today’s Advent Book, one that was gifted, one you’re wondering if it’s too late to order a bunch as gifts.
Embrace the day’s offering.
The one you loved on this date last year, underlines and sweet red circled words.
Sit a minute more and then, maybe breakfast then art with God, an overdue haircut later.
“I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry.”
Psalm 40:1 ESV
The book may be out of stock, it’s worth searching for.
I’m linking up with others through Five Minute Friday, prompted by the word “beyond”.
FMF Writing Prompt Link-up :: Beyond
Ahhhh, lovely.
Amie, FMF #8
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what a beautiful post! Thank you for sharing this! Also, your granddog looks alot like my dog! and that sideways eye gets me every time! LOL
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I enjoyed reading this. I liked that you started your day with the resolution for only positive self-talk.
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LOVE the dog’s-eye view!
Now I lay me down to rest
‘neath doggie’s watchful eyes,
and she says she think it best
I turn around three times
before I settle down to sleep,
and then her lips do purse;
“You did, perhaps, arrange to keep
your toys all safe, of course?”
I do not chew on rawhide
(she knows that, she’s no fool),
but she sighs and helps me find
each woodworking tool
and places them beneath my head
to ensure a proper bed.
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What a beautiful post. Love it. Thank you so much for sharing. Blessings.
Visit from FMF#9
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