Notes from my journal on this Thanksgiving Day, November 27, 2025:
Blinding flash of the obvious: For this I am alone today: To realize His will for me.
The beginning of this day...NOW...feels to me like my early awakening years when I had no real hope.
Lord, I accept this is evidence of my having made the next turn away from self, upward toward Self. As usual it begins by my feeling all the haunting uns...the unloved, unwanted, unneeded, unappreciated ghosts.
BFO: This is the uns clawing to hold on but being lifted away by grace and by God.
May it be so...thank You, Amen.
Thank you.
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