another day

Here dies another day

during which I have had eyes, ears and hands

and the great world around me

and tomorrow begins another.

Why am I allowed two?

g.k.chesterton

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some colleagues offered to fetch me to school. without me asking. principal gave me a home class to teach so that i would not have to walk too far down the aisle. other teachers and students asked about my condition and helped me carry my books and files along to class. there was a handwritten note from another councillor who wished me well. another sent a mini-pot of plants to cheer my table...i could trust you lord with the care of my little life and have a chance to experience human care through each of them. it is hard to say goodbye to a place that has become a second home to me.

night is falling, lord...i am uncertain about the road ahead. but i rest tonight, knowing my life is held and supported by strong and assuring hands, not just yours' but the care and availability given by my loved ones and friends.

at the end of an intensively lived day, i am happy that i have this gift for even one day- your gift of life. of prayer and the relationships that bind us together. thank you for the love of family and friends. all whom you brought into my life...