Recent days have been accompanied
by a weariness of soul,
a heaviness of spirit,
the result I am sure
of a barrage of bad news
that include
close friends losing sisters
amidst all that is the ongoing pandemic.

The bouts are lifted
by communion with God,
a beloved sibling,
and dear friends,
but return.

I stepped into the backyard
to water the plants
and was once again
gifted by beauty close at hand.
I am convinced,
from my heavenly Father
that He sees
and knows
and cares.

noticing gifts on a sunday afternoon

I was indoors for most of the day. “Attended” church online. Had meaningful conversations with several of my siblings by telephone or zoom. Stepped onto my back patio for some sunshine and was handed the gifts shared above.