I never say it enough
Not about what matters.
So easy to say thank you
For a door held open
A cup of tea
Or a fork passed.
But what I really want to say is…
Thank you for loving me
At my most morning grouch,
Thank you for holding me
In my darkest grieving.
Thank you for doing what you said you would right at the start,
Even though it has meant sickness as well as health,
More skint than rich,
More moving house,
And changing jobs
Than either of us imagined.
Thank you so much for making me laugh so much,
For showing interest in the garden,
When you could be gaming.
Thank you for being
My life partner in crime,
But most of all,
for being you.
I’m on day 29 of the headspace app, and at the moment I am supposed to be doing a particular mindful exercise. Each time I get up or sit down I am to be present to the movement as it happens.
It is ridiculously difficult. Who would have thought?
I mean all it is is getting up and sitting down! It’s a good exercise and makes the point about being present to your own life.
While I was thinking about all this, God spoke to me, and said:
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
Oh wow ❤
Think about it, I’m not even that present to myself, and yet God is.
What love. It fills me with joy just thinking about it.
I long to be present to God in that way, and present to other people. Surely this kind of presence, of selfless attention, is the road to loving God and neighbour, the two things Jesus says everything else hangs on.
Perhaps my mindfulness meditation and practices might help me with this most beautiful of things.
“What if we, I don’t know, call people Beloved instead of Sinner? You know, as if we believe that “God SO LOVED the world He sent his son”
I just read this article about the generosity of God:
And it reminded me of a conversation I had had about how hard it can be to ‘get’ the love of God. We are so used to everything being conditional, so used to the mist beautiful love coming from imperfect people.
So it’s a real mind bender when we come into contact with love which really is unconditional, and so… Large.
You defeated death and wiped away our sin. It would have been more than enough, but you daily draw us close to you in compassion and kindness.
You made all these and that would have been enough, but then you caused me to see and enjoy them:
Prompt from The Daily Poet
The dawn rises
But you have already gone.
Our long night of love
Burning up with the morning mist.
Forever you will return to me
In vivid memory and blissful dream.
I see you sometimes,
Snatch a moment with you
In easy laughter over some foolish thing
But truly you are gone
As night turns today.
You know you are loved when… You wake up with the dream of
“Christ alone, cornerstone
weak made strong
In the power of love”
Still ringing in your ears.
When your morning scripture turns out to be
” Don’t be grieved; for the joy of Yahweh is your strength” Nehemiah 8:10
And when the rain seems beautiful and the dark clouds glorious: