Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Peace.

There is so much peace in the knowledge that I can come with no anxiety or stress...24/7 and plead before my Father for a miracle.

And that's just what I've been doing.

I go to bed late.

I wake early.

Praying.

This morning I sat on the couch in our master bedroom with the window open, sun shining in. The breeze was beautiful and I'm not going to lie...I closed my eyes and I could totally imagine I was overlooking the beach in Florida. And it hit me...whenever I'm dying...at whatever age...remind my husband to park my cot on the beach so I can die in the peace of hearing the waves crashing.

I hope there's an ocean in Heaven.


1 comment:

  1. ahh. yes. I too hope there's an ocean in Heaven. No sound more peaceful.

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