This habit of reflection is important, Loving One. It helps me sift and sort what’s going on inside me. And sometimes, like today, it leaves me with something to offer in a discussion, something that I think had value for others. Thank you for this habit of reflection.
My J-ness can add to my own stress sometimes. Other times it leads me to end a Tuesday much more prepared for Sunday than I typically am. Like today. Thank you for my J-ness.
Greater still than these gifts that were so helpful today was the gift of pungent roses. As I walked by them this evening, they overwhelmed me, bringing to mind my beloved Lizann with that strange mix of joy and sadness that comes with grief grieved. And they sang their alleluias, moving me to offer you my praises. Thank you for the gift of pungent roses. Amen.