The days are short again.
The air crisp and fresh.
Remaining leaves swirl and fall,
covering the ground,
dancing in the wind.
My son is in Peru and my heart is at rest.
The power of prayer,
The power of GOD!
School routines and structure.
Grateful to have a girl who still lets me drive her!
The last of these years,
a graduate emerging.
Changes are inevitable but I must live in and enjoy the present moment.
Small pupils under my care,
God provides vision and purpose.
Struggling with words,
Small victories,
Jellybean rewards.
An impulsive hug,
words floating back to me from a departing child,
"I really like working with you...thank you".
Ah, these gifts
Precious and wondrous.
A warm house to return to,
Laptop, heatbags, snacks in bed.
A friendly housemate to pray and chat with.
God is so present in my world.
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