Leaves in training |
And like Mr. Wilson's closet, I think my own is a place of hopes and dreams.
It is a wonderful world. |
Passed the results of a bad car accident on my way home today. The young driver of the obviously completely totaled car was sitting on the curb, head down. In the space above his head I could almost read his thoughts. (It was clearly a much-loved car, all spiffied up.) Every time I see one of those scenes I'm reminded that I need to be a more careful driver. We're all prone to lapses - in attention and judgement.
"We cannot truly love God if we do not love our fellow travelers on this mortal journey. Likewise, we cannot fully love our fellowmen if we do not love God, the Father of us all."
—Thomas S. Monson
I'm so grateful for another spring season. For an invitation to lunch. For a phone call from a friend. For chocolate chip cookies that come with your sandwich. For successful surgical procedures (our son-in-law had one yesterday on his neck - so far, so good). And yes, I'm even grateful that gratitude causes me to think, be aware, and feel the hope that accompanies it, I'm grateful for gratitude.
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