Not a day goes by that I don’t hear news anchors and commentators grumbling. I could turn off the television, and often do. But the thoughts are there, lurking. What if..? If only… Why, oh, why? Some say worrying is a sign of intelligence. God says it’s a lack of faith.
What can I do when concerns about the future come – aside from writing letters to the editor and casting my vote at an election booth?
Write a list of blessings.
Open my eyes, Lord, so I can see
Blessings you’ve poured down on me.
These came while sitting in the courthouse hallway, awaiting jury duty:
People walking up and down the corridor
Polished linoleum floors
The symmetry of a green wood wall
The creak of a leather gun holster
A lady with white hair, tan face and beautiful blue eyes
The click-click-click of high-heeled shoes
People lining up outside the courtroom, ready to serve
Sitting in a jury box
A bell ringing, signifying “All clear” as I pass through security
The clean air outside
The American flag snapping in the wind
Yellow ginkgo leaves shivering against a blue sky
A car that starts at the turn of a key
Busy streets, everyone has a place to go and something to do
Thank You, Lord.