Janet
08/18/2007 06:46 p.m.
From today's personal journal:

Dear Papa, Thank you for those precious moments of sharing with Janet at lunch yesterday in which she, misty-eyed, told me how you fill her with your breath and enough divine oxygen for a day, how you are not only patiently waiting for her to stop and pray, but how you jump into her consciousness like a child who, without fear on a hot summer day runs across the scortching pavement and leaps, arms up like wings, into the waiting pool. Why am I surprised that I, in my high intellect and higher education, can learn so much from this glowing woman? Why am I surprised at the way you knit our hearts together over burgers under the blowing fan, the ivy growing and breathing above our heads? She was unabashed in her love for you and I, for those brief moments, was able to put away my cultural and group ideas that abhore anyone whom I JUDGE to be evangelizing. Thank you for the keen grace you gave me to really listen to her as a student earnestly listens to a teacher, eager to soak in the wisdom, not knowing that the finite pieces of information he has to give are as a grain of sand on the beach of your knowing.

Thank you, God, for Janet and her beautiful soul, for her huge heart pumping love into the veins of our lives.
I am currently Blessed
I am listening to the soft hum of the little fan punctuated by the ticking clock