I haven’t got the slightest, but! You do my Father. You know. You know. You know. So what gives? Wait. Wait. Wait. Comes the voice in my head and heart.
Father? How real You are. How amazingly loving. How wise. Fully awaken. I shake my leg. I get up. Shake my leg quickly. The cramp subsides. I walk to the kitchen. In my hand I hold the cup.
I think of Andrea. Mustard, she tells me. I think, mustard is basically turmeric. I place half teaspoon of turmeric. Half teaspoon of ginger. I fill the pot with filtered water.
I boil the mixture for a minute or so. I pour it in the cup. All the while I am thinking, thinking, thinking. I let the drink set for a minute. I test the water temp. I add two teaspoons of honey in the mug. I savor the mixture.
I begin to feel much better. Not a trace of the cramp. I head to my inbox. Ah! Let me see what my sis is up to. Wow! Here is my comment.
My sis, been a while since we touch. Life. Up. Down. All around. Father knows. No matter how much it hurts. No matter what pathetic expletives we throw at Him? No matter. His embrace tightens around us! He won’t let go of us! He knows. He knows.
What are we to do? How can we praise Him in such horrid times? How can we trust when the hurt is at its peak? No way! He knows. He knows. He knows.
Wait. Wait. Wait comes the voice in our heads and hearts. WAIT! HOW LONG? Wait. Wait. Wait. The voice insists. Wait. Wait. Wait. Soon the DOOR shall open wide for you, for each one who waits on ME!
Much love, my sis. thiaBasilia. 🙂 End of comment.
Now what, my Father? Ah! Little by little You are formulating Your plan in my head and heart. I see. In awe of Your doings I remain. Let it rain. Let it flow my brain.
Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 2:22 am.-5:52 am.
I need to go back to sleep. I expect this to be one of the best 7th Day of Rest in a while. The last post was a hit with more likes than the previous one.
Your children are beginning to stir in my midst. And me? I wait. I wait. I wait until You deem necessary for me to wait.
