Sameness

There is rhythm to a working life.  I miss that. What I miss is the sameness - the morning routine before work, the morning routine with the children at work, and the faces, I miss those same, every day faces.

Mornings begun in quiet darkness, coffee brewing, journal open, written words ready to speak, have given way to mornings begun with coffee shared and words spoken.  I loved to the watch the sun rise above the horizon.  I love, even more, to watch the swallow-tails and monarchs enjoy the sweet nectar of the butterfly bush planted by the same hands that have lived with and loved this heart of mine for a long time.

Sameness.  "...and this same Jesus...." Acts 1:11 (KJV).  That's how it happens.  First the feeling, then a word, then the Word.  It's just like Him.  Sameness.  "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever" Hebrews 13:8 (NAS).

I am grateful for the sameness of:
101.  God's love
102.  the rising and setting of the sun
103.  His way of speaking to me
104.  a sister's card
105.  time
106.  eternity
107.  Jesus
108.  love's touch
109.  a father's prayer
110.  life