A letter from the Heart ~

To my dearest friends and family,

I am writing this letter at 4:00 in the morning. I have been thinking about how I would write this letter to tell you how much I love you. I have felt an urgency to tell you about Jesus. I know one day I will die and even though I could live for another 50 years, I want to see you in eternity. If you are reading this letter, it's because I have been praying for you to know Jesus. Perhaps by now you do. I don't mean "know who Jesus is".... we all know Jesus is Lord... The question remains.. is Jesus your Lord?

Before I leave this earth I am determined to make sure you know that Jesus will never leave you nor forsake you. I want you to remember these words from Psalms 90:12 " So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom... Return, O Lord, how long? And let it repent thee concerning thy servants".

You may say, Serve God? I must ask you... Why not? Oh, how good he has been to you and your family. Oh, how he has answered prayers concerning you. He paid the eternal price on Calvary for our sins.

Something for you to think about....

God has already numbered our days. One day will be the last we live.. This may be the last dance....the last smile...the last goodbye. If not from our natural or accidental death... Jesus is coming soon to take those who love him to heaven to be with him forever. This is a fact, weather or not you believe it makes no difference. I have proof by the living word of God in 1st Thessalonians 4:16 " For the Lord himself shall descend form heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God. and the dead in Christ shall rise first, then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air; and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Wherefore comfort one another with these words."

Please if you don't know Jesus personally; ask him to come down where you are. Perhaps you've not been on speaking terms with God. It's time to repent... turn from your own ways and go God's way... .follow him and he will come into your heart and be the center of your life. You have to ask him to forgive you of your sins, you must also forgive others for the wrong they have done to you. The precious Holy spirit of God will comfort you and keep you. You will find peace in his presence. you will have the peace that surpasses all understanding! You will open your Bible and really understand that it is God speaking directly to you.

Beloved, I know that this letter is bold. This is a subject not discussed at family gatherings or in Business meetings. I know however that this is a matter of eternal weight. I must not be silent!

When I go home to be with the Lord, my prayers for you on earth will have stopped. Not very long ago, I lost a cousin. Her death was unexpected as she was in her forties. At her funeral, her Pastor said something I'll never forget. He said, " If you are related to Gail, I can promise you she prayed for you. I heard her at the alter weeping over your souls. I'm sorry we have lost such a prayer warrior... especially for you... I pray that someone will continue on your behalf with her fervency." Whew..... that really put fear in the hearts of her family who knew that God had been protecting them on her behalf. I'd like to think that prayers go beyond the grave. I know my Mother prayed for her children and Grandchildren and God is still answering her prayers all these years after her death. Consider Jesus came to earth just for us! Merry CHRISTMAS! JOY TO THE WORLD... THE LORD HAS COME~

Drifting

Recently for our Anniversary my sweetheart took me to the beach. He isn't especially fond of swimming in the ocean, but I am. I love riding the waves and he really keeps an eye on me from the shore. I was so busy riding the waves, I couldn't believe how far I had drifted from him. He is my protector and I could see him looking for me. I hurried back to shore knowing how concerned he was.

Recently my life has been extremely busy. I've had some complicated work to do and many days I hate to admit it, but I had not been praying like I should. Slipping away.... drifting... that's the word. Then, I heard a message on the radio and during a segment on hymns, the preacher said the words....."Prone to wander Lord I feel it... Prone to leave the one I love... Here is my heart Lord, take and Seal it.... Seal it for thy courts above. " Suddenly, I felt the Lords overwhelming presence with me. Oh how wonderful and sweet it is to have him with me. How ashamed I was for wandering so far from him. He is so good to me to remind him to come and talk to him. He brought me back to shore so to speak. My desire is to know him and to want others to know him.

I have heard that if the devil can't make you bad, he'll make you busy. That is so true.

My take away from this is very simple... I can just hear my Mother say it.... SLOW DOWN!

"There are many devices in a man's heart, nevertheless the counsel of the LORD, that shall stand." Proverbs 19:21

The love that last forever

This past Friday my "Sweet baby James" aka Jamie, and I celebrated 33 years of marriage. Where has the time gone? I have so many wonderful memories of our life together. He reminded me that we dated for 3 years before marriage so it's been 36 years together!

We have been through allot through the years. The most wonderful blessing is that God has been with us. He has blessed us with a passionate love for each other and for him. He blessed us with Children and Grandchildren. He also gave us the best gift any two people can be given, It's the gift of everlasting life.

We realize that we are in the "fall" of life. Our hair is turning gray. Our life here is short. Our life together is forever. Love never dies. I know this is true. I look forward to the rest of my life on this side and on the other side of heaven with my Sweet Baby James.

so......

"Goodnight you moonlight ladies....Rock a bye Sweet Baby James. Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose... won't you let me go down in my dreams... and Rock a bye Sweet Baby James."

The Dance

Yesterday as I watched my little Annabelle dance, I was taken back in time. Back to 1962 when I too was 4 years old. It was a warm day like any other and there I was swirling around looking up at our Grandaddy oak tree... swirling and dancing. Every day about noon Daddy would come home for lunch. I would be there on the front porch steps or out in the yard, "watching for him", just like Mama told me to. As soon as he drove up, I'd run and tell Mama, "DADDY'S HOME"....

Daddy worked for the road department and he worked with prisoners. He started bring home a prisoner with him. This man was tall and thin and his skin was black and he wore a great big smile. I can't remember his name, but I'll never forget him. The first thing he said to me was "You wanna learn to dance?"... I do, I said. As my Daddy went in to eat lunch, this skinny young black man taught me to tap dance. I can still his voice... da da da da da da da da ....he would get on the steps of the porch so I could her the 1234 1234 1234 coming from his feet... then he would throw down... that's what he called it... he would throw down his arm toward me with his palm down as if to say... your turn! Oh, what fun we had. My Daddy would say... "Would you look at that!", as he watched our "Throw down" routine. I remember the wink my new friend would give me as he said goodbye each day... "I'll sees ya tamara", he'd say. I remember my Daddy saying "Pappy, ( short for Papoose)... come here and give your Daddy a hug"... he would pick me up and twirl me around underneath that big oak tree. Most of all I remember feeling safe in his arms. I can still smell the old spice cologne and the Winston Cigarettes that he kept in his left pocket and I can see him limping walking to his car... I see him waving goodbye, just like it was yesterday.... and this memory was all prompted by hearing ... Wanna watch me dance?

Thank you Annabelle!

What a day that will be....

Today while singing in front of our church congregation at the Nursing Home, I saw her...my friend Lorraine. Her bright blue eyes beaming with excitement as we sang... "Ill Fly away". You see, Lorraine can't sing, nor can she move any of her limbs. Still... She lift's her eyes to the heaven and bends her head back with Joy. Her mangled arms will one day embrace our Lord. I gave her a kiss after the service and she very slowly said " I Love You"... and I told her what I always tell her.... That one day very soon... she will not need that wheelchair... she will be able to Dance and Sing and it won't be long now... Lorraine may never see a natural death... Jesus may come back for us all. It's such a marvelous thought that there are no disabilities in heaven. We will be changed just like 1st Corinthians 15:52 says...

"Behold, I show you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last Trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, "Death is swallowed up in victory".

So perhaps you are not bound by a wheelchair... I can promise you that at times, you feel bound by something. Perhaps it's emotional bondage... Financial Bondage..Physical Bondage...We all need to have those chains of bondage loosed daily .... how? Through faith and prayer...

May God give you unshakable faith in Christ our Lord~

The Blessing Book

It was a day like every other day. Lost in being busy,until I had an overwhelming desire to go the hospital and visit a complete stranger. I knew that must have been a "God idea"... so away I went.

I entered a room where there was a sweet presence of God. There was a precious woman, my age wearing a turban on her head. Her eyes and her skin yellow. She sat with her legs crossed writing feverishly in a journal. I introduced myself and asked her if she would mind company.

"Oh, I would love to have someone to share my thoughts with". She told me about how wonderful the staff had been to her. She also was thankful that her husband got an entire week off to move them into a new home. She said, "Do you mind if I read you my entry from my "Blessing Book?" Well... I would love for you to read it to me, I said with delight.

"Lord, I am thankful to be going home today! A Brand new home... I am thankful too for my new home. Thank you that it's right next to my Mother-In-Law, you know I adore her! I am thankful that even now as I write, she is unpacking my things and getting ready for me to come home.

I am thankful for my doctors. I know it was hard for them to tell me today that they have done all they can do. It's alright. I have peace about it. I am thankful that I know my life is short. This allows me to enjoy every smiling face that helps me. Lord, would you let me live long enough to fully thank you for every moment? Let me be able to express my love completey by having a thankful heart."

Well, by now, I my eyes had filled with tears. She might as well have done heart surgery on me. She watched God write upon the table of my heart.... "BE THANKFUL".

So, today... if you have any trouble in your life, perhaps you too need a "Blessing Book".

By the way... I couldn't help but notice that right next to her "Blessing Book", sat the real Blessing book... the Bible.

So today.. I say... Lord, let me live long enough to thank you completley for all you have done for me!

Brainwashed

I recently have been listening close to my husbands fishing stories. They are all completely true, the fish were huge... they got away...so... no fish to fry in our house. Well I found out that the line broke... I watched as he patiently put a heavier newer line in place. My mind wandered to the place of imagination as it frequently does. I imagined the bait that Satan throws at me. Since he's not very creative, it's usually the same old bait. Something he knows I like. After working out for two hours, how could I be tempted with Cookies? Well, working out makes me hungry I say... there I go... undoing two hours of work!

The LORD has taught me to watch out for snares. In his word he speaks about "Casting cares". When I bring my faults and temptations to the Lord, he breaks the line so that I can't be caught by the enemy of my soul.

I was reading in the word about guarding my heart because out of my heart, the issues of life flow. (Not a direct quote) well... in order to guard my heart, I must guard my mind. I have written in my bible," The gateway to the the heart is the mind". I must have heard a preacher say that. It is scriptural because daily we must cleanse our minds with the word of God. I think of the story that I heard my son in law tell in a message he delivered. It's about an old circuit preacher who became the mentor for a mentally retarded teenage boy. They road together, camped together and prayed together. That boy loved to hear the word preached and wanted to be a blessing to the preacher. One day he asked how reading the bible could give you a clean heart. The old preacher simply gave the young boy a Colander and asked him to go get some water from the stream. The boy tried and tried to capture the water, but of course it just kept falling out. He came back to the preacher and said, "Sir, this won't hold no water". The preacher asked him if the vessel was clean... he said... "It is now". And so it is with me. I have to have this living water. I just can't get enough of it. So pure... so sweet and it is an everlasting water the washes my brain. Just what I need... to be brainwashed!

Here's what the Lord said to Joshua ...Joshua 1:7-8 "Only be thou strong and very courageous, that thou mayest observe to do according to all the law, which Moses my servant commanded thee: turn not from it to the right hand or to the left, that thou mayest prosper whithersoever thou goest."

My First Miracle

It was a simple prayer for a 12 year old little girl to pray... Lord, give us the money to fix the Piano. It was impossible to play it now... keys sticking and so out of tune. This Piano was the only thing that I had left to remember my Daddy by. You see, about 4 years before he died, he went into debt to purchase that Piano for our family. Oh, the memories of him playing it! Now... it was silent. It was a great place to put photos... lots of them!

Every day, I prayed about this Piano. Then, one day... a knock came at the door. There stood a stout black man with white eyes and a white cane and a big black bag and a long pole. He said, I'm here to fix your Piano.... so I quickly let him in! He was totally blind, but that didn't stop him.

While having the Piano open, he found an 8 x 10 photo of my Mama and Daddy posing at my sister Joyce's Wedding. I didn't remember ever seeing that one on the Piano.

He put the pole inside the piano and called it a "damp chaser"....he said "Your keys won't ever stick no more".

I told him Mama forgot to tell me he was coming and that I didn't have any money. He smiled and said... "Awe, don't you worry bout that now... cuz the Lord sent me".

He opened the door and began down the steps. I reopened the door to thank him one more time... He was not there... Nowhere...he simply disappeared!

The evidence of him being there was the fact that the Piano played perfectly!

My Mama and I found out that day that God does answer prayer. I'll never ever doubt his power!

Praise be to my Lord! Today, I play my own piano and the piano in Assisted living communities ... only hymns...to Praise the one who gave me the gift to play.

"What a friend we have in Jesus...all our sins and griefs to bear... what a privilege to carry... everything to God in prayer".

Remembering My Father

Daddy.....

When I hear a harmonica play... I think of you.

When I see a baby bouncing on a knee... I think of you.

When I smell Old Spice ... I think of you.

When I see a man in Green work pants... I think of you.

When I sing "What a friend we have in Jesus"... I think of you.

When I see a summer garden... I think of you.

When I see a man with Very Sky Blue Eyes... I think of you.

When I hear a mockingbird sing... I think of you.

When I see Blue Hydrangea... I think of you.

When I see my Brothers... I think of you.

When I sing about heaven... I think of you.

Even though it's been over 40 years since your beautiful blue eyes closed and you went to sleep here and woke up in heaven... I know that I will see you again. It will be the greatest joy of my life to embrace you ... O Father of mine...You would not chosen to leave us so quickly... but I know with all my heart that you wouldn't want to come back.

Until then... I'll serve the Lord with gladness, knowing that you are in his presence. I often wonder if you are allowed to see whats going on down here... to look down upon this earth like the angels do and if you go to God about us. I like to believe that you do. The protection on our family has been so evident to me... I praise God for his love for us and for sending his own Son, Jesus to die for our sins so that we can spend eternity together.

Since there is no concept of time in heaven... it will seem like yesterday since we have been together...I look forward to that blessed day! O Happy Day!~

The Seasons of Life

Have you ever noticed how quickly time slips away? Most of us never really stop to think about it, but... Moment by Moment, Hour by Hour, Day by Day... time passes away and we can't retrieve it. I noticed a picture in the Assisted Living where we minister in song. Just above the piano... there it was. 6 photos of a beautiful woman one at 4 then at 12 then at 20, 40, 60 and 80. I was taken back by this because I could see my own life has simply flown by!

It seems to me that life has seasons.

The Spring of life when we are young and tender and growing...

The Summer of Life when we are still youthful and productive...

The fall of life when we slow down to savor each moment... the leaves are falling from the tree, we have lost loved ones, but we are strong, like an oak tree,not easily moved.

The Winter of Life when the hair is gray and the eyes are dim, but yet the heart is still youthful and thankful. We are well versed in troubles, we have seen many storms, yet survived.

So then, how will we live? My little Granddaughter Emmie told me the secret to Joy.

Jesus

Others

You

And so it is... I'll follow Christ! Because .... 1st John 2:15 - 17 says...."Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof,; but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever."

"Where he leads me I will Follow"... "He leadeth me... O' Blessed thought"!

The Stillness of Morning

I awake early each day. I can't help it, it's my favorite time of day! The stillness of morning...a fresh new day. The dew is coming down to kiss the earth and give refreshment to a parched land.
There is a tranquility unmatched to any time of day. My heart yearns for the quiet of morning.
As I wake I think of Jesus in the garden praying each morning. One of my Mother's favorite hymns was "In the Garden" ......

"I come to the Garden alone....While the dew is still on the Roses
and the voice I hear... falling on my ear...the Son of God discloses...
And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own; And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known."

So this morning the light pierced the darkness once again and I spent this time quietly with My Lord. He was waiting for me in the secret quiet place. I hold fast to him... mentally taking his hand in mine, just as a child does with a Father. He knows where I need to go today. My plans don't matter.

He reminds me that he goes with me everywhere that he sees through the dark places and sheds light into every situation.
So as I plunge into this day.... I sing... "There's a call comes ringing over the restless wave, "Send the Light... Send the Light... there are souls to rescue there are souls to save...Send the light... Send the light....Send the light... the blessed Gospel light... let it shine... from shore to shore... Send the light... the Blessed Gospel light... let it shine...forever more.
And I pray... Lord, lead me ... I'm ready to go!~

Running the Race

Recently my lovely daughter has started training for a race. She has never mentioned the possibility of winning the race, just being in it! Oh, it's a marathon, it's a goal to be ready in time to run it. OK, my mind is thinking ...why? I'm obviously not a "runner". I've never had a runners "high". It seems like a big waste of time to a task oriented person. Then I think...when your running you can't multitask. It's childlike, chasing the wind. It's outdoors, it's a challenge.. It's totally her personality. She is just like her Dad!

As for me.....

As a person with ADD running is a challenge. You have to stay focused on where you are going. You can't get sidetracked and do what you want. You have to head in the direction of the finish line.

My life is like that. In my time with the Lord this morning I asked for him to keep me "Plugged in" to him. Keep my heart in tune to him so I can do his will today. I don't want to look to the left or to the right, but keep my eye's on him. I want to stay close enough to him to feel his presence. T follow in his footsteps. I pray he goes ahead of me in every situation I'll face... You see, I have hundreds of distractions every day. My mind races thoughts run to the forefront... do this, do that... hurry, gonna be late...then I think of Jesus and just can't imagine him being in a hurry.

My Mother always told me... slow down.... it took 30 years for me to know what she meant.

She would be proud... I'm doing it! Even though social work keeps me all over town... I'm doing others good, so it makes me happy. Even though my precious hubby and I don't get a long vacation ever year, our weekends are spent adoring each other.

So, I'm not in the marathon... I'm on a walking trail perhaps... taking the road less traveled.

Staying in my Bible (it's my map)... I know that life is short. Just a mist... a vapor...Can my life make a difference? Only if it's Christ Centered. Hebrews 12:1 "Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, an let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God." It's time to put on my running shoes~

Devine Order

This morning while kneeling to pray I caught a glimpse of what was under the bed in my spare bedroom. This room is a play room for all. It's my music room, sewing room and play room for the Grandchildren. I thought it was completely organized.... until.... I looked under the bed. What a mess!
It seems that some busy little hands didn't have time to complete three puzzles and there were about 70 puzzle pieces all under the bed with three lonely empty puzzle templates just waiting to be completed. The temptation to put those puzzles together was overwhelming. Not to mention an entire box of Crayons.. yes the biggest box they make... all of the crayons were out of the box! Did I fix that? Nope~ I will be expecting those busy little hands to do that today when they visit "Mamaw". So, I didn't let that little distraction get to me....
I stayed on course and I had my prayer time, which is much more important. While on my knees, the Lord reminded me of my own "Mess". I love order, I just can't seem to have it in my brain. I am very easily distracted. There is a trail of unfinished task in my home. Even though my office is in shape. Reports go out on time, bills are paid, filing is done. My brain is full of "Things to do" I'm constantly taking "Mental notes". My Mother used to tell me to slow down... now I know what she meant. I think it's a priority issue. The mess can wait... people are more important than "things to do". I'm training myself to "delete the file" in my brain.
Our son, Alan used to have a little wooden bench with little pegs and a hammer. He was only about 2 years old, but he would spend a great part of the day hammering those pegs. So...even with a child, the work of your hands gives pleasure. I am realizing that relaxation is important too. The scripture came to mind today.... "Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added unto you". So, I am going to take my Saviour's hand and enjoy my day!

Great is thy Faithfulness

Today I woke up with this song on my heart... I sang it while cooking breakfast... I got louder and louder and louder... probably woke up a few neighbors.. the birds chimed in with me....the fact is, I'll never ever get over how God loves to meet the needs of his children!
I don't remember alot about my earthly Father, I was only 10 when he left this earth. I do remember that he loved us and he took care of us. I remember thinking that there was nothing that he couldn't do! Now, knowing the Lord so intimately, he is my all, He is my Father! He knows the need before it arises and by the time it comes about in the natural, it's TKO as we say in our office ( Taken Care of) we used to write that TKO on Pending documents. I'm now writing that on Pending Answers to prayer. In my soul... way down deep... I hear my heart whisper... "That's TKO". ... And it is! Praise the Lord that he goes before us~

I love Psalm 18 verses 1 - 3

"I will love thee, O LORD, my strength.
The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my GOD, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the LORD who is worthy to be praised, so shall I be saved from mine enemies." Yes, Great is thy Faithfulness!

Sherry

He leadeth me...

The 23rd Psalm is perhaps one of the most well known passages in the Bible. The imagery is just beautiful~ I love the thought of Jesus tending to me. When I wander, he finds me. When I am lost, he knows where I am.... and not only does he find me, but he leads me to rest.

I found out the sheep are afraid of running water. So... "He leads them beside the still waters".
Can you think of anything more peaceful? Green Grass and still waters.

I love walking with Jesus. I love the thought of him leading me. In my life I have faced fear and uncertainty. Still, he leadeth me... He noursihes me...Even through death, he will lead me.

So let us enjoy being calm in the midst of a storm, knowing that it is Gods grace that brings calm. Perhaps it's knowing with all your heart that the Great Shepherd of our soul is in control. We can rest in him.

IN TIMES OF SORROW

My Brother-in-Law passed away last night after a very long illness. My heart will miss him, but I know where he is... I have to say... Glory to God!
At the same time, my Sister will have a major adjustment to her life. She has been his caregiver for almost 10 years. She was "joined at the hip" to this precious man. If you want to see what a faithful wife looks like... look at her beautiful face! I love you Cathy!

Hymns to comfort the soul

Just recently I have been pulled into my prayer closet with my hymnal. It's amazing how God's peace came over me, just singing to my Lord. I know it's true that God inhabits the praise of his people. The hymn I was singing was "Blessed Redeemer".
The first time I heard this song was on a road trip with my daughter, Jen. She had a CD from Susan McGill's girls home... Victorious Valley's Girls home. Susan was singing this song and it blessed my heart so that I just had to memorize it! Now, on Sunday nights at the nursing home, it's my joy to walk down the halls singing that hymn as loud as I can.......residents know that is the call to worship, they come out of their rooms smiling and make their way down to the piano where my sweetheart, Jamie is setting up chairs and hymnals for all.

Here's the words...

Up Calvery's mountain, one dreadful morn, Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn, facing for sinners death on the cross, That he might save them from endless loss.

Blessed Redeemer, precious Redeemer! Seems now I see Him on Calvary's tree, Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading- Blind and unheeding- dying for me!

"Father forgive them!" thus did he pray, Even while his life blood, flowed fast away; Praying for sinners while in such woe - No one but Jesus ever loved so.

"Blessed Redeemer, precious Redeemer! Seems no I see Him on Calvary's tree, Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading - Blind and unheeding - dying for me!

O how I love Him, Saviour and Friend! How can my praises ever find end! Thru years unnumbered on heaven's shore, My tongue shall praise Him forever more.

"Blessed Redeemer, precious Redeemer ! Seems now I see Him on Calvary's tree, Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading - Blind and unheeding - dying for me!

Oh... back in 1895... I'm so glad that Avis B Christiansen wrote this hymn! Surely inspired by the Holy Spirit... still blessing us today. Let us teach our Grandchildren these hymns!

Living in the now

Working with persons with disabilities, I often am reminded to "Live in the Now". For my clients, many of them can't remember yesterday and don't have the mental capacity to plan for tomorrow. Today is all that matters anyway.
And so it is for me. Moment by moment... I want to hear the birds singing... Pet my Kitty "Oliver" who would love to catch one of those singing birds in my yard.
Let me savor the morning coffee time with my sweetheart ( Hubby of 34 years)....Stop the planning....Put down the "To Do list"... Enjoy my prayer time, my Bible reading ( listening to Alexander Scourby)... my Bible Study time with Nancy Leigh DeMoss daily podcast. Even if I am on the treadmill trying to work off the Winter weight I put on!
Practice my hymns on the piano and enjoy just worshiping the Lord.
Then... I can start my day. My brain is clearer... It's later than most people start their day... but...who cares!
I want to make the Main thing the Main thing. Yes... It's easy to get distracted by phone calls... but, I've learned that my phone has a "Silent" button. That's such a blessing!