Day after Thanksgiving Day yet giving thanks doesn't stop there.

I feel truly blessed today. My kids are sick, I have 7 pesos left in my pocket, the floor needs to be swept, all the decorative bed pillows ,which had been carefully positioned, have been thrown onto the floor by two-year old Sam, yet I have an incredible peace.
I know that God will get us through the dark tunnel, which leads to the powerful pressure of a waterfall, a burden that seems to crush all that exit through it, but the destination of the quite lagoon on the other side, where we will see things created by God alone that cannot be seen by any other way, is more than enough to keep my going.

Matthew 11:28Come to me, all of you who are weary and loaded down with burdens, and I will give you rest.

Venid a mi todos los que etais trabajados y cargados, y yo os hare descansar. San Mateo 11:28
Mathieu 11.28
Venez à moi, vous tous qui êtes fatigués et chargés, et je vous donnerai du repos.

If only I could put the pen to paper

I write every day.
Every word clearly thought out
to communicate my concerns,
opinions, emotions.
No one ever knows any of these thoughts
because they stay where they were
created, thought out, stated in song,
on the radio or Oprah show.
Most of My thoughts never make it to paper
or for that matter into reality,
though I can clearly remember the thoughts I had,
at specific locations up to 25 years in the past.
Someday I'll finish writing my book... and maybe type it out.