With each new experience of letting God be in control, we gain courage and reinforcement for daring to do it again and again.

God walks with us. He scoops us up in His arms or simply sits with us in silent strength until we cannot avoid the awesome recognition that yes, even now, He is there.

Even in the winter, in the midst of the storm, the sun is still there. Somewhere above the clouds, it still shines and warms and pulls at the life buried deep inside the brown branches and frozen earth.

Line by line, moment by moment, special times are etched into our memories in the permanent ink of everlasting love in our relationships.

Tradition gives us a sense of solidarity and roots, a knowing there are some things one can count on.

Memories, important yesterdays, were once todays. Treasure and notice today.

When we read of the great Biblical leaders, we see that it was not uncommon for God to ask them to wait, not just a day or two, but for years, until God was ready for them to act.