Dear Reader:

I have discovered over the years that I am the best treasure hider in the world. I put something I love in a ” secure” location like a specified drawer or cabinet… only to discover ( at a later date) it is no longer there. So where… where indeed!

True confession… I, myself, am the culprit. I have this terrible ( unconscious) habit of picking up some random item and dropping it off while I am putting up or cleaning up around the house. Case-in-point.

A couple of days ago I washed and folded all the wash cloths and towels and then placed them in the linen closet. I did a few other chores and finally plopped in my recliner… ready to chill and watch a television program.

Alas… no remote control. Never do I get angrier with myself than over stupid things like this…. I have finally admitted to myself that I am a ” distracted, inattentive, thief.” ( I am sure there must be an ” Anonymous” Something Organization that covers us ” Not Again” distractibles! )

At least I know myself well enough now to trace back where I was since last changing stations or raising or lowering volume. I have found my remote control in the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, garden, car, and porch… and or the linen closet! ( where I found the remote! 😂)

If I get distracted… whatever is in my hand at the moment goes with me … wherever that is … car keys, purses, books, remote controls and phones. I always find them , to date… but oh the aggravation!

But on the flip side… it allows me the happiness of finding treasures along the way… like this!

Yesterday I opened a drawer I just recently cleaned out but I didn’t remember this token gift being in it. I stopped and re-read the message on the front… it was obvious I found it when I needed to find it!

I used to talk about the different phases and stages we go through in life but lately I think life is more like spinning plates on a stick. As a child I loved watching Ed Sullivan when he had acrobats who could ride a bike on a tightrope while catching plates thrown and spinning them on sticks… increasing the number as the crowd roared.

These days I feel like I go through periods when I am immersed in keeping all the plates in my life spinning… until I can’t… and they all come tumbling down. I finally stop and rest but life starts us spinning again and so on and so on.

That is when I need a Prayer Rock to remind myself to re-prioritize my personal goals. Just rubbing and feeling the smooth stone reminds me that life goes smoother with God and prayer in it. It also reminds me to stay grateful… filled with gratitude for life. Most importantly the prayer rock reminds me that I am never alone throughout the day. God is with me always.

So until tomorrow… …” Prayer doesn’t change God… it changes me”…CS Lewis

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh