Voyage
Note from Belinda: I read this prayer yesterday and again today--and then I read it to Susan after cell group, when we were having our "second cup" of decaff coffee together. I knew that she'd love it. She has a framed picture on her office wall of a little blond haired girl in a sail boat on a stormy sea. A fatherly sailor,with a weather beaten face; in a gray sou'wester, holds her close, as he capably mans the tiller. This prayer reminds me of that picture and influenced what I wrote earlier today, when I used the metaphor of ebbing waves to describe a lack of consistency and my desire to crash over the sandbar into the peaceful pool on the other side. ( Susan sent me a link to the painting, which was done by American impressionist Robert Reid in 1888. It hangs in the Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art in NYC.) Be bless ed by the beauty of this prayer. OH LORD OF THE OCEANS, My little bark sails on a restless sea, Grant that Jesus may sit at the
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My first adventure with Molson went off with very few eventful details. There was the small matter of negotiating an elevator ride but that was made up for by the biggest dog treat handed to Molson by the kindest, most gentle senior's hand. He did very well his first visit with one lady asking me what he thought of old people. "I hope he doesn't mind us touching him" she said seeming to hope that I would put her mind at ease. I assured her that indeed he only cared if she was kind and that obviously she must be because he approved as evidenced by the fact that he was letting her pet him endlessly. We had such a great time. I say we but it was clearly all about HIM! One person after another telling me about their dogs and one lady exclaiming, " Look after him. He'll be the best friend you've ever had!" I assured her I would and let her know that I would see her next week so she could inspect whether I was caring for him adequately! That was the touch stone for everyone. The hope of the next visit. "I'll see you next week" I would say in expectation. "See you next week" was the constant hopeful reply emphasizing to me the importance of a little fur, some tail wagging and a whole lot of love!
(posted by Belinda for Brenda)