Lord, I feel uncomfortable on many levels. Yet I also feel your peace there, waiting for me to just stop fretting, stop resisting change, and just allow your Spirit to comfort me. I will resist the urge to blurt out all my problems and suspicions and fears, and all of my painfully delayed hopes and dreams. Instead, I will thank you for some things I have, things you have faithfully provided for me. I am grateful for my Mate, who is going through his own struggles but who has been kind and patient with me. I am grateful for my children, and their health and hopes for the future. I am grateful for my work, and for wifi that enables me to do whatever I need to get done each day, building my site. I am grateful that at least for today, I have a pleasant natural view out my window. And although I hear only distant bird song at the moment, I know that there is a chance I might see some little juncos or chickadees or even titmice outside yet this morning, gleaning tiny fragments of food from the ash tree by my water spigget, or around the picnic table outside my window. I may hear or see some doves, downy woodpeckers, or even a squirrel. On my way back and forth to do laundry this morning, I see lots of wild mint. I thank you, Creator, for these gifts to my heart during turmoil. Amen.