Wounded Loving

Broken glass, tumbled in the surf at Glass Beach in Fort Bragg, California, photo by Jef Poskanzer

It has been a rough couple of weeks years.( the time is blurring )

Thankfulness rises accompanied by tears today.
It is a messy sort of gratitude grown from within the crucible of suffering, pain, frustration...exhaustion...

It is as my beautiful friend Shawntele put it: Joy in the Midst

~ I am grateful for the miracle of Love : whereby we hold our wounded selves against another wounded soul and trust that the Father is making something beautiful out of the mess.

~ I am so thankful for mercy and grace extended when fear dominates and clouds vision and reason.

~ My heart  is humbled by fractured hearts still reaching out, blossoming in the reality of our Heavenly Father's unlimited, matchless Grace and Love.

~ For breath and hope and the ability to let go and trust when everything that can be shaken...is.

~ For Life distilled into precious oil...that anoints and infuses the soul with a sense of eternity.

I am thankful for you....for all of you who read, who comment...who bless me with your lives...

We the broken, wounded lovers..are being made beautiful....just wait and see!

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful for sisters. 

With one on the East Coast and the other on the West

and me sandwiched in between,

we don't get to hang out as often as we would like.

This picture was taken in October 2007: 

the last time we were all together.

I am thankful for moments like these, 

even more precious because they are few and far between.

What are you thankful for today?