Shining Moments

In the middle of the night I creep down the stairs

to listen to my lab’s deep breathing.

Thank you, Lord, I whisper as I quietly tiptoe back upstairs.

All is well.

At almost 15 years old I count every day with her a gift.

She’s been sick lately and I’ve been nursing.

Lots of TLC, smaller meals fixed carefully, pills,

more walks outside.

Each time I rub her ears I look deeply into her eyes.

You can do it, I encourage. You can keep on…

a little while longer.

But it tugs at my heart, this recent illness.

She’s old and I don’t know how long she will be able to fight.

Upstairs I look in at my youngest and listen to the soft sound of her breathing.

Thank you, Lord, I whisper again

and then turn towards the bed of my oldest.

Sounds of her sleeping greet my ears

and I smile again.

All is well.

As I go back to my room I listen to the deep breathing of our little cocker spaniel

sound asleep.

All is quiet.

All is calm.

All is peace.

Surrounded by these gifts of precious life

I know that I am blessed.

Yes, quiet evening walks have a way of reminding you of that.

Tomorrow will take care of itself

But for now, I can rest,

knowing that all is well,

and that we are held in His Hands.

Teach us to number our days, the psalmist said. (Psalm 90:12)

So in the midst of the rushing pace of our demanding world

I like to take these nightly walks

counting my blessings

one by one.

Shining moments that brighten my days and nights.

My heart praising the Giver of all Life.

 

 

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