Day #262: Kameelputs, SA: Gratitude

I am sitting naked on my unmade bed, feeling the fan blow on my hot skin, eating Mentos, and thinking of Dale's intentions to head to Alaska, the final destination of a round trip adventure. Anything to avoid the thoughts of heat and discomfort that cloud my head.

It is thundering in the distance, has been for days, and I'm praying for rain. The kind that seeps into my pores. The kind that dries my sweat. The kind that puts me to sleep in peace and cleanses my spirit. Instead, I close my eyes and think of home, of my family and friends, just arriving to work, of the promise of cool autumn night under the blankets and stars.

Thank you, Jesus, for good tidings, for the memory and energy to play children games, for the sun that warms me, the wind that cools me, and the story that unfolds in the pages of an enchanting book. My life in your hands.

p.s. What a fun day of Red Rover!