The Remains of the Day 2015

When my alarm when off this morning at 5:30 I did not want to get up but I knew that if that twenty-two pound turkey was going to be done by lunch time I had to get it in the oven and fast. I went down and made a pot of very hot, strong, black coffee and sat alone in the house with my sad-eyed dog and somewhere in the basement Bennie the cat.

My table was full twice today with two different groups of family and an extra visit from a family that is very special to me. There was laughter and lively conversation along with the abundance of food and if I look over my shoulder at the table and the bar where the food was laid out earlier I would see a total mess, and I admit to you that I am not going to get up and clean it all up tonight!

If I were to begin to make a list of all the wonderful things for which I have to be thankful, it would have to begin with the faithful beautiful pearlescent full orb that was peeking through my window a few minutes ago. Whenever I look at that wonderful moon I always think of Psalm 8, verses 3 and 4 say,

I look up at your macro-skies, dark and enormous,

    Your handmade sky-jewelry,

Moon and stars mounted in their settings.

    Then I look at my micro-self and wonder,

Why do you bother with us?

    Why take a second look our way?

I am very grateful for answered prayers, and as I say that I remember a song we used to sing that said, “You can’t hurry God you just have to wait, He may not come when you want Him but he’ll come on time!”

I don’t know why He loves me but I know that He sees me as I sit here alone in the house with my sad-eyed dog and somewhere in the basement Bennie, the cat.

2 Replies to “The Remains of the Day 2015”

  1. I think the most wonderful feeling in all the world is to know He loves me and I don’t know why either, but I know that He does and what a warm fuzzy feeling that is. Nothing like it! It doesn’t even matter at all if no one else loves me. :o)

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