Sunday was Father’s Day and we celebrated with my Dad, my husband who is a Dad and my son who is a Dad. Four generations eating BBQ together. My grandson Jake lost his first tooth the night before and found pennies from heaven (in the form of a dollar bill) under his pillow. Cha-ching.

Pennies from heaven, lucky breaks or blessings. Does it matter? I only know that when I share the everyday routine of my business life, my social life and my family life with God, more and better things happen. 

I believe in magic and miracles.
I believe that You said it, and that settles it.
Everything comes to me at just the right time,
in symmetry, in synchronicity, in Your time.

I await You in perfect repose.
There is nothing more that needs to be done.
No furious flailing, no sackcloth and ashes.

I remember my prayer- not even a year ago:
"Make me stronger."
You revealed to me the unerring equation:
Hardship + Prayer = Steel

Help me to stand on my own two feet
and, at the same time, lean fully on You.