Thank You

The house is eerily quiet.   Barely a sound is heard except the furnace swooshing warm air through vents lying flat on carpeted floors.  It is cold and dark outside.  I’ve parted the wooden window blinds to take a peek.  Signs of the early hour and the brisk temperature are out there waiting.  Streets are empty.  No animals run about.  Streetlights reflect clumps of crunchy piles of snow that fell days ago.

It is an early hour in St. Louis this morning.  I am readying myself to catch a plane.  Later today, I’ll see my father in Phoenix.  We will celebrate the holidays together and his birthday on Christmas Day.  He’ll be 81 years old.  I am so blessed to have him in my life.

My fingers are hesitant when they hit the tips of white letters on my black keyboard.  They push down and lift up.  Once, twice,  again and again.  The cycle is repeated.  Fingerprints are moving more often than they should.  The space bar exceeds its frequency.  Letters tap…tap….tap…only to keep misspelling words. “T” turns out to be an “R.”  “P” suddenly becomes an O.”

What I simply want to say is “Thank You.”  Thank you for giving “ME,” someone you don’t even know, the warmth of support.  I can’t even begin to tell you how you’ve made me feel deep inside my heart.  This feeling, I can’t express.  Some of my words are impossible to type.  Thank you to every one who understands.  Thank you to those who are willing to give others a chance.  Thank you to each person who carries the belief that God chooses others to be different for a reason rather than a mistake.

Genes can’t be changed, but education can improve.   Who knows?  People will learn, others may see, or neighbors will choose to hear.  They may begin to listen? Those in need might get help, the killing could be stopped, lives will be saved, and the world may become a better place.  It’s a dream of mine, I know.

Even if only for today…..

Who knows?

Taught with Divine Understanding

Divine Understanding

4 thoughts on “Thank You

  1. Hi,
    You were never a mistake. it has taken me quite a while to learn that being different is a blessing from God. Once I used to wonder why I was so different from my sisters and brother and I thought to that something was wrong with me. It wasn’t that something was wrong, but something was very right. Being born with a purpose and a gift from God brings changes in our lives and it causes us to see things differently.

    I don’t know where I would be today if I had not said yes to God, but one thing that I am sure of is that I don’t want to find out. Regardless of the hardship, regardless of what I have to learn, regardless of how long it takes, I am happy because I am walking out the purpose for my life and that is what counts.

    You’ll make it Kim. Keep moving towards the light. God will never leave you alone.

    Happy Fourth Advent.


  2. I have the same dream, Kim. I’m working on reading more of your blog to better understand this post. God doesn’t make mistakes, that I know you know. Aren’t we all different? Merry Christmas, my friend. Enjoy the time with your dad.:)


    • No, God doesn’t make mistakes. He gives us “lessons” to learn from those who may have differences. They are heroes who teach us. That I know. I understand now what I never did before. I thank Him for my obstacles. He has helped me “push through” to make me a much better person than I ever would have been without them.


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