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Morning Thoughts : Spiritual

written by Writer : Scarlett Schreiber


I never really look for anything. What God throws my way comes. I wake up in the morning and whichever way God turns my feet, I go. Why do I need feet anyway...when I have wings to fly? I am a West Texas Angel :)) On certain mornings, as we turn a corneran exquisite dew falls on our heart and then vanishes ...but the freshness lingers on and this, always, is what the heart needs. Ever thought about...the earth must have risen in just such a light the morning the world was born. Yesterday morning when i woke with the Sun pouring in warming the foot of my bed...I felt with its warmth and energy..threw a tank top and my old faded cut offs on and went running through the house and opened the back doors, took a deep breath...soaked it all in...A leaf fluttered in front of me, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on a limb of the red oak,, joy accompanied me as I stepped off the back porch and walked on...I found a place to settle my rump on the whimsical winding rock border that separates the beds from the lawn and dug my feet and toes into the cool damp earth...Reminding me of a quote my Grandmother said many times...along the lines of... those who work in gardens are working hand in hand with God...I believe she is right...because when i am in the garden, it is when i do feel closest to God. I have been thinking much about Desires these days...I know that desires are not just dreams...they can be made real...We really can have everything we want, need, if you go after it, but we will have to want it. The desire for those things must be so strong within you that it is the very breath of your life -- your first though when you awaken in the morning, your last thought when you go to bed at night... The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star, New Hope for each day And I have been thinking about the future too...I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind each and every new day...I'm grateful for the opportunity to live on this beautiful and astonishing planet Earth. each morning, I wake up with a sense of gratitude Yeah, Old Age...if we live long enough...this is what we come to be. :) There once was this commercial on TV I loved...here were two couples, walking through the park holding hands..One couple elderly and the other young...Both in love...It was a commercial advertising diamonds are a forever thing...but to me it was more about finding someone to hold your hand through Life, to grow old with till the End. No one wants to grow old and die alone...at least I know i don't. I am much too passionate and compassionate to grow old alone...I know Love is the only bow of life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and Evening Star. I know...those who love deeply never grow old....

Originally Posted On Site: 2010-03-23 02:50:54
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