Oops!

My posting from yesterday isn't here???
I gotta get a better handle on this blogging stuff.

I talked with a friend last evening; as always I left feeling more peaceful than I've felt in days.
She has a quiet, gentle spirit and she listens. "Tell me..." means I want to hear what you have to say. She does and she listens without being judgemental, without giving advice unless I ask for it.
Somehow, she always says something to encourage me or to give me a new slant to consider. Mostly, she accepts me as me.

I am blessed to call her my friend. How about you? I pray that God will send you such a friend, if you don't have someone that genuinely accepts you as you are.

I'll be back later to rewrite yesterday's thought about dirty clothes.

Shalom, Connie