Monday Musings

My family is similar to so many families today; we live hundreds of miles from our biological family.  When schedules align together, we make time to visit. Our visits are precious.

Last Friday evening, we visited my nephew and his family. Our visit was filled with stories and laughter.  We shared our disappointment over the Super Bowl outcome, traded vacation memories, and compared notes regarding church services.  Meaningful times do not have to be elaborate. Sharing a simple meal is one-way reconnect with family. 

When I see a little 16 month old toddler running around the room, it makes me smile. 

Red Barns dot the landscape on the way to Ft. Wayne. 

Prayers

When night turns into morning, my prayers blend together. I pray at midnight. I pray at 5:00 in the morning.  I pray. 

I shudder to think of a day without prayer.

When we visit family, we try to squeeze more time into our twenty-four hours. Every minute is precious. The days and hours of our vacation will soon slip away. We talk on Sunday afternoon, we linger over breakfast, we chat over dinner, we visit while our toes are wiggling in warm water at our pedicure. We laugh over Y Tube videos. We even make time for a miscommunication.  When they work,  we vacation. Family visits… love them.

Oh, God, thank you for the gift of family.  

In the midst of vacation, I continue my routinue. Today is Thursday. The Psalm for today is 63. It has been described as the most common and most beloved of the morning Psalms. St. Basil said if there were a perfect prayer to be prayed in the morning, it is Ps. 63. Here is a portion,

Psalm 63

O GOD, You are my God;

Early will I seek You;

My soul thirst for you;

My flesh longs for You

In a dry and weary land

Where there is no water

So I looked for You in the

sanctuary,

To see Your power and Your glory

 (Verses 1 – 2)

Omaha at night