I’m so in the end of the day mode.

And mood.

I wish –

• I were on a lonely, desolate desert island.

• Watching the sunset.

• Toes wriggling in the sand.

• Catching those last rays.

• Small waves rippling nearby.

• An evening breezing caressing my face.

(I’m really a master of clichés when I get going!)

Reality is –

• Feeding the dogs.

• Being sociable and friendly.

• Chatting to people walking by.

• The Captain bringing cocktails, also ready for a chat.

If I can’t have that desert island, I’d like to sit quietly with a book. Or an intricate knitting pattern that transports me into a different world.

This conundrum taxes me every evening at five o’clock.

I recall my quiet time that morning.

There are facets of His way we rarely recognize.

There’s a reason I’m in this place at this time right now.

How I handle the present shows the growth (or NO growth) of the inner me.

Yes, it’s a test.

Am I passing or failing?

Cyber hugs and Blessings All. May you always pass with flying colors and streaming banners.

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