It has been a long year. Can I REALLY be well again? "Thank You for another day," I whisper each morning. The sheets on my bed feel good. The light coming through the window is a gift. How do I want to live out this day? I look at the African violet on my windowsill. If I don't water it, it will die. I see that my spirit is no different. I am beginning to listen a lot. The silence is my water.
May your days be filled with merry music;
May your life be filled with sacred songs!
May the Great Conductor lead you on ...
May your life be filled with sacred songs!
May the Great Conductor lead you on ...