This morning a friend texted me this: James 1 If you don't know what you're doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You'll get his help, and won't be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who "worry their prayers" are like wind-whipped waves. I love it so. What a joy and peace to be reminded that we are not alone and He is so close to us: The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart.
Then, this is the violet on my windowsill in the kitchen. And that's my pet bunny. Both of them gives me joy. I know, it doesn't take much to make me happy. : )
That's all for today...
love and a kiss