Shutters of the Heart…

Annecy, France image via fromtheheartofj

Annecy, France
image via fromtheheartofj

There is something sacred about the early morn…

the just waking up of the world as the sky stretches into the hello of the sun…

easing into colors of praise pinks, blues, and yellows.

The birds begin their hymns… their song joining in the symphony.

How often Lord have I insulated myself from the joy of arrival…

with curtains drawn and a hit to the snooze button?

The song of the new day knocks

May I be awake to answer this glory…

May my life be a part of this orchestra of grace each day anew.

Let the shutters of my heart be opened.

Only a Little Pencil…

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“I am only a little pencil in the hand of our Lord.  He may cut or sharpen the pencil.  He may write or draw whatever and whenever He wants.  If the writing or drawing is good, we do not honor the pencil or the material that is used, but rather the one who used it. “

+ Mother Teresa of Calcutta

Rising to the Challenge…

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image via from the heart of j

In the much to do…in the little to do…

In the sufferings and sorrows…in the joys and laughter…

In the consolations…in the desolations…

In the can’t wait to do…in the can’t stand to do…

God has picked you!

Will you rise to the challenge?

His Grace is sufficient.

All is Grace.