They are about the same color as me. More than once MOM has noticed I have not been right by her side and she calls for me.
Hehehhe I just lay there all still like, sometimes holding my breath. She will come into the bedroom and I am so well hid against the flannel sheets she doesn’t even see me. Hehehehhe. Sometimes she comes in two or three times looking for me. Flannel sheets, one of my favorite things.
I searched long and shouted loud for you, O God, and you have responded. You reached into my pathetic emptiness and planted reason and purpose there. Now I feel like singing; there is genuine meaning for my life. Maybe I can sell others on this concept of really finding themselves in you, that they will find something to sing about. There is love and concern, meaning and purpose, far more than one can possibly imagine. Lord you do not look for genius or require great talents. You simply ask for our faith and a relationship. My frailties and failures are many, but I have not cheated on this score. My conflicts have not ceased. I still feel overwhelmed at times by my faults and fallibilities. I need to rely continuously on your grace. Lord grant myself and all who search for life’s meaning that we may discover such in a relationship of love and trust in you. For me, O God, foolish and sinful though I am, I know that you will never cease to search for me, rejoice when I am found and your love for me will never end.