February 1, 2017

P.S. I Love You


I raced past the front view this morning, in my harried state to get the girls off to school.  Mornings come quickly around here as school starts early. Most days the sun is just coming over the horizon when we emerge from our evening hibernation.  Lately though, grey clouds have seemed to continually find themselves more important, taking the stage from the sun.  Today the glow pouring in the window caught my eye.

I raced for the camera.

Literally ten minutes later it was gone.  The clouds had drifted on, out of formation.

The Creator keeps teaching me to stop for minute, just to ponder Him.  I've been asking Him to help me see things His way.  My circumstances are not usually viewed from above. I'm in them, chest high.  I worry about my family still processing grief with no end in sight.  I worry about my offspring, out in the world, far from me.  I worry about my husband's health and professional life.  I worry about the two babies at home driving on snowy roads.  

I just need a daily reminder that He's in control, but most of all, that He's beautiful.

He warms up the cold winter,  just for a moment, to whisper,  "P.S. I love you."

The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
Psalm 27:1


  1. Della, your words in my inbox feel like a big hug. From you. From Jesus. Thank you.

    I love you, Friend.

    1. SHARON!!! I miss you so! You're so far!! Thank you for always commenting when you 'visit'! Wish we could visit for real! XOXO Love you back!


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