I awoke extra early this long sought after sleep-in Saturday morn a few minutes prior to my normal early hour rising. I was not real happy as my husband’s alarm went off because he forgot to turn it off as he left to let the doggies out. My attitude temp was rising because I really wanted to add 15 or so minutes to my sleep. After all the “Washington Nationals” had lost the game after I struggled to stay awake late last night and cheer them on only to face a loss.
I started the fuss from mouth as attitude temp sure needed a release. Then I found a big red Starbuck mug filled with Starbuck coffee and a friendly voice saying, I’m sorry. I huffed and puffed for a few seconds while taking my first sip of the gifted coffee. Then I gently started my prayers and meditation and the thoughts begin to marinate my mind on how often this week, “I spoke up and said something when I saw something.”
Often, I hear a gentle loving, thank you, with a life story that needed a little salve. One such story was a flora arrangement I was able to acquire from the skilled hands of Debi. A little note of what I had seen from a front desk lady in a Doctor’s office. A few days later I arrived to find her standing with open arms. The “something note” had turned into a joy dance with flowers being enjoyed by all. And, it’s a pretty big office. Yet, the words of the “something” did what a doctor’s office often does. Begin the healing.
I have other great stories from this week. Some thanked me with a little attitude. We all know some with growling attitudes of unforgiveness that just might need time, maybe years to change, if ever. All in all a good week for a seer like me.
Back to my Saturday morn attitude I’m on my second mug of coffee writing to you. But, in between I opened my iPad to read a devotion and my eyes fell upon the following article.
Do I believe The Holy Spirit to be a seer and always says something? You bet I do! Do you?