Sunday, February 28, 2010

Then God said "Duh."

Actually, God is too polite to use that exact terminology, but He had every right.

For the past 14+ years, each morning upon waking, reflexively, I offer up prayers of gratitude for the blessing of life with my husband. The simple things like rolling over to see his face, hearing his drowsy rhythmic breathing, and the sharing of under-blanket warmth have been appreciated exponentially more in these recent months.

Cancer, the Great Clarifier, has polished my perceptions of day-to-day life---igniting a new spark illuminating everyday elements that merit profound thanksgiving.

Yesterday, watching Scott's chest rise and fall, I offered upwards, "God, please make sure my man knows how very much I love him, today and everyday."

Before you could say Jiminy Cricket, my very loud inner voice shouted, "That's your job."

Sometimes, God says, "Duh"---- and in such instances, it's as wise a word as ever heard.
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Dianna@KennedyAdventures said...

What a beautiful post! Thanks for reminding me what my job is, too!

Rebecca said...

So true, but I'm sure he seem to be pretty good at showing your feelings (and they're all mostly nice ones)!

monica said...

I am sure that he knows that...but thanks for the reminder for us!

Barbara Manatee said...

what a beautiful post, Cheryl. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

I've surely had a lot of soul searching lately...realizing how precious life is and how much I want to make sure my children and husband and family know I love them.

Thanks for another reminder of how important it is to make sure we say and do what we need to so they know...

Threeundertwo said...

I love this. What a great reminder!

cat said...

Beautiful Cheryl!

Cheryl said...

I love this! What a blessing when God speaks to us loud and clear. Especially striking are the ones eliciting a giggle, such as yours.