There’s a quiet comfort in Sunday rituals, even when the weather keeps me indoors. I find myself reflecting on how quickly time passes and how each week brings its own little surprises, from holidays to hidden moments of beauty on an otherwise ordinary morning. Sometimes it’s in these gray, blustery hours that inspiration strikes, and my mind wanders to new ideas and forgotten dreams, drifting along with the wind outside. Despite the busy week ahead, I savor this moment to pause and simply be grateful for the stillness before the next rush begins. This weekend started on Friday the Thirteenth, then Valentine’s Day rolled on up Saturday. Today is a day to reset, tomorrow is Presidents’ Day, and I will be celebrating that by praying for the country and being thankful for the good years of the past.

 Monday looms tomorrow, the start of my work week, of another week to try to get things done in the never-ending saga of life. The world outside is still churning with chaos and ridiculousness. The deeds of man are so much darker and more deeply ingrained in this world than I imagined. I am still in shock at the depravity and perversion that seems so rampant in this world. I am not naive, but I swear I did not or could not imagine the depravity of the world could be so horrific. I still struggle to accept that so many I know are so ignorant and in denial of the truth, any truth. How were we ever close, friends? What happened to make them believe what is happening in this country is good? I am at a loss…

I read this thought this morning… “Does anyone else just wish that Jesus would walk into your kitchen, sit down with a cup of coffee, look at you and say “ok, here is what we are going to do” …… YES, yes, I do…

That intrigued me and led me to sit and converse for over an hour with the voice inside, supposing, dreaming, and pondering about life and things. The things I am trying to deal with, figure out, and accept. I opened my devotionals, and as usual, God was there whispering to my questions and. “The fear of the wicked, it shall come upon him: but the desire of the righteous shall be granted.” Proverbs 10:24 I choose my faith, I choose to believe and know the love of God in my heart will protect me, cast out the fear. There’s a quiet comfort in Sunday rituals, even when the weather keeps me indoors. I find myself reflecting on how quickly time passes and how each week brings its own little surprises, from holidays to hidden moments of beauty on an otherwise ordinary morning. Sometimes it’s in these gray, blustery hours that inspiration strikes, and my mind wanders to new ideas and forgotten dreams, drifting along with the wind outside. Despite the busy week ahead, I savor this moment to pause and simply be grateful for the stillness before the next rush begins. This weekend started on Friday the Thirteenth, then Valentine’s Day rolled up Saturday. Today is a day to reset, tomorrow is Presidents’ Day, I will be celebrating that by praying for the country and being thankful for the good years of the past.

 Monday looms tomorrow, the start of my work week, of another week to try to get things done in the never-ending saga of life. The world outside is still churning with chaos and ridiculousness. The deeds of man are so much darker and more deeply ingrained in this world than I imagined. I am still in shock at the depravity and perversion that seems so rampant in this world. I am not naive, but I swear I did not or could not imagine the depravity of the world could be so horrific. I still struggle to accept that so many I know are so ignorant and in denial of the truth, any truth. How were we ever close, or even friends? What happened to make them believe what is happening in this country is good? I am at a loss…

I read this thought this morning… “Does anyone else just wish that Jesus would walk into your kitchen, sit down with a cup of coffee, look at you and say “ok, here is what we are going to do” …… YES, yes, I do…

That intrigued me, and it led me to sit and converse for over an hour with the voice inside, supposing, dreaming, and pondering about life and things. The things I am trying to deal with, figure out, and accept. I opened my devotionals, and as usual, God was there whispering to my questions and. “The fear of the wicked, it shall come upon him: but the desire of the righteous shall be granted.” Proverbs 10:24 I choose my faith, I choose to believe and know the love of God in my heart will protect me, cast out the fear, and allow me to carry on, to be the light, to be expectant because He promises the desires of the righteous are met. So once more, I will walk into my Monday, my hope restored, my faith strong, with prayers for the wicked knowing that I have a Savior and a purpose. It is important to warn the wicked, as Ezekial 3 18-19 tells us. I am moving into this week with the purpose of not letting injustice go unseen. I am praying for the words and deeds to help others see the wrongdoing and the courage to speak up.nd allow me to carry on, to be the light, to be expectant because He promises the desires of the righteous are met. So once more, I will walk into my Monday, my hope restored, my faith strong, with prayers for the wicked knowing that I have a Savior and a purpose. It is important to warn the wicked, as Ezekial 3 18-19 tells us. I am moving into this week with the purpose of not letting injustice go unseen. I am praying for the words and deeds to help others see the wrongdoing and the courage to speak up. What would Jesus say to you today?