Soul-food for Today

Early-morning dew, mist on the mountains, the usual 3-pack of hadedas flying overhead calling loudly on their way to their day-jobs.

First rays of sun creeping between mountain peaks, dripping down the treeline until they touch my face.

Half-asleep hugs from my bigger-every-day son, dog-kisses from the beasts, doves, shrikes and weavers waiting in a line on the fence to say "hi - where's our breakfast?"

Fresh coffee burbling in the machine. Ah, heaven...

A knowing, deep inside, that I am capable of great things, that I have beauty and good somewhere in my being, that I can create and dream.

Colour and light all around me, from the grey-blues of the sea to the chalky-browns of the earth and the greens of my garden.

Tomatoes, freshly picked, still warm, overflowing the garden - sweeter than have ever been bought. Daily miracles as the ground produces guaranteed-organic food to satisfy our hunger.

The dubious blessing of being able to work - the exceptional blessing of being paid to do it. The promised blessing of a delicious lunch with colleagues.

Peace in my soul. Trust in God for the future. A REAL God who listens when I say something, no matter how trivial it is.