. . . an inch is a cinch . . .

I feel like I have been extremely lucky this last week. I don't know if it really is luck, but by last night, I felt refreshed, inspired, and spiritually filled. Darling Helper crossed that point in life that leads a young, searching child to become a wide eyed, thirsty youth. I knew it was coming. I have been seeing the change in her for the past year. The responsibility level, the notice of things that have nothing to do with her own self, the concern for others, the ability to understand and contemplate more "grown-up" things.

You see, she turned 12 and is teetering on the realm of child and darling miss. I still cheer when she voluntarily chooses the child side. The side of dreaming, imagination and wonder. But, I also awe at the beautiful young lady she is becoming. I had the opportunity to venture out with her to a couple of enlightning meetings in the last few days, and I am so happy to hear the support and encouragement that can be found for our young people, if only we search in the right places.

Something specific that I really held onto was, don't try to do it all at once. Take it a day at a time. "A yard is hard, but an inch is a cinch." So, each morning, I start a new and focus on today, the now. Have I said my prayers today? Did I read the word of the Lord today? Did I serve and love others today? Not over the past year, or for a month, just today.

My shoulders feel lighter . . .