"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. ... God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns." (Psalm 46:1-5 ESV). I keep waking up naturally at Roger's typical time. How very absurd, since I rarely woke up before the sun came up when he was with me. The quiet of the morning is precious right now, though I have to admit that the silence of this house is deafening. Punky Leonard Tolson has sent me random scriptures throughout my days this last week. Random, I say, yet every one was perfect, each time it popped up on my phone. This morning I was just scrolling through email. I read each one all week, but did not respond. Oh the volume. I am so blessed...and plan to write each message in a journal before I archive them. Roger would always say that if you don't know what to do, just go to The Bible. Thank you friends, for doing what I could not do in some moments...yet God was very close all week. How powerful it is to read scripture, how comforting, how encouraging. I am so blessed and plan to focus on that. It is far too easy to withdraw from life right now. Morning seems to be my toughest time, because Roger had such a morning routine. It is funny the way some of the little things that become annoying are the very things that you miss the most. Oh, If I could just hear him slam the kitchen door one more time. He never knew how to close a door softly. Today....find something that annoys you and think about what life would be like if the person providing that annoyance were missing from your life. Then give them a big ole hug.
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