Woke up this morning as I often do, feeling down. Sometimes it is just a vague feeling of doom, but often it is "leftovers" of mental meals about looming problems with negative consequences and no visible solution yet appearing. This morning I also woke up with physical pain and the fatigue that has lingered for months from my health condition that had deteriorated last year. I quickly move to my morning practices - first and foremost for my spirit: praise and thanksgiving and an expression of my feelings about the pain and lingering fatigue, with a few tears from memories of my painful childhood. I am reminded of promises I rely on: I am healed and whole in Jesus. Those who wait upon God will be lifted up, and shall renew their strength! My spirit moves. My mind shifts gears. The Holy Spirit envelops me and soon I have a different attitude. It is as if someone has lifted me up from falling on my way up my path, which seems so steep and full of many steps lately. The view from standing is better and I see the way to the next steps. Higher and higher I go!!
Some more of my morning conversations with God and on to silent meditation: Be still and know God!!! I get up and the pain is gone. Slowly I feel energy! My strength is renewed! God is good! I turn on my favorite morning show and the TV is on another channel with someone saying: Hope is the answer!!! Praise God, who is always there, speaking to me in many ways, from many sources! Alleluia! Amen!!
