Breakfast with God

5:23 - 9/26/26 - 60 degrees. I sit in my old rocker under the overhang of my small redwood porch, sheltered from the rain yet still able to be a part of the elements. In the windy darkness, I feel God's love and his power. I say my prayers and talk with God. Somehow, I just like being with him and never having to utter a word. I sit back and listen. I feel his great love for me through the power of the wind and the gentleness of the rain. I sit quietly and let my senses take in the scents created by the rain mixing with fallen leaves. Through all these elements, he speaks to you and to me if you sit quietly and listen. Remember, it is not an audible voice, but thoughts put into your mind and a feeling sent through the elements if you allow yourself to be open to them.

The wind roars through the forest, and the trees bow beneath its strength. My mighty fir tree is also humbled as she too bows beneath the power of the wind. Like us, we too bow beneath God's mighty power. He lives in the wind, the trees, and in us. Therefore, he is with us all the time. He walks with us, speaks through us as we go about life unaware of his presence. It is for this reason that one needs to honor and respect ones self as well as others, because God lives there to.

All my little friends are a bit timid this morning with the constant groan of the wind. Debree is falling everywhere . I hear branches crack as they hit my roof and my neighbor's car. It is a wonderful thing to be a part of the storm and yet be untouched by it.

Until next time with Breakfast with God