B.C.

Before Cancer. Gentle awakenings in the morning after my spirit and soul have rested. Fresh ground vanilla coffee, my 3 ring spiral notebook, the Good Book and nature join me on my lower deck for my quiet time with God. This time could and has lasted for hours. Meditating on His word using His creation to draw me closer to Him. Gentle whispers from the singing trees, cardinals, squirrels, bunny's sometime even coyotes and deer represent peace in their carefree stroll through my backyard. This time of serenity was always rejuvenating and my soul would hunger for more...alas...there is always tomorrow. I've lived through weeks of tomorrows during the hospital tour where serenity was not found and my soul was far from rejuvenating; my soul is famished and I have hunger pains for more conversation with God. Tomorrow arrived yesterday when I sat on the back deck of Cathy's house. The scenary is different and God is still the creator of all its glory. The tree filled yard offers different whispers, the birds sing a different melody and the frogs and crickets hum love songs from the angles. Humming birds visit their sweet water and all is just right. My quiet soul listened while God's loving heart loves.