Thine the truly, Thine the yes
Thine the table, we the guest
~Herbert Brokering~

It was warmer today, less biting outside. Dad and the kids went down to the lake again. I haven’t made it that far. I guess I haven’t the interest. Today I stuck to the main path, turning around at the swings. The outside cats have been holed up in the roof somewhere for the past several days. That’s where they go when it’s cold. They came out yesterday and were out again today, back to roaming around.

This morning I met with an woman whose house I visit on occasion. She’s quite a bit older than me, but that doesn’t seem to stop us from being able to connect. She always has questions for me to answer, that she’s written in a notebook as if she thought ahead and prepared them. Today was no different. One of the questions today was, “What does your morning routine look like?” I only had one certain answer, “I wake up every morning at 5 when my husband’s phone alarm goes off.”

One time I went with questions for her. This is one of those relationships where I feel like she’s giving more. She gives me plants to put outside of my house, snacks and drinks while I’m there, questions and verses to stimulate my thoughts. I can’t help but think I’m older now, I’m not a child now: I need to give back now. She asked me to pray at the end so I did. If I can do nothing else, that at least I can do.