Quiet yet singing His Praises
Where do I start? Let me start with a week ago last Saturday. My great aunt passed away. She is in heaven and not in any more pain and for the first time in years is walking and jumping for joy and not in a wheel chair. I woke up last Monday morning about the usual time for a Monday (see I don't have to be at work until 11am Monday so I sleep in a little bit ), but I had this feeling that for a couple hours I couldn't put a name too......Finally about half or three quarters through my day I was finally (thanks to a conversation with a friend) able to put a name to the feeling. Unsettled. Unsettled was the word I was looking for to identify the feeling that I had woke up with. I also had this "I could cry at the drop of a pen" feeling on top of that unsettled feeling. Finished Monday with the same unsettled feeling I woke up with. Tuesday woke up with the same feeling . Unsettled. No idea why. By the end of the day Tuesday I had finally been able to deeply laugh (t...