#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller
Early Morning Snow

Sadie and Bernice, being Arizona dogs, are mystified by snow. It’s fun to watch them trying to figure out what that white stuff is–has the sky broken? Did the clouds shatter into soft, glistening shards? What’s up and why is it coming down?

Dog thoughts. Sadie actually thinks of little, I suspect, beyond food and grabbing every opportunity to kiss people. She has the sweet, trusting nature of an innocent saint. The Yorkie, Bernice, likes to investigate everything–she’s a hall monitor at heart, and something of a tattletale. If the cats tussle, she referrees, and usually ‘flats’ one of them. Cha Cha and Jitterbug think Bernice is their mother, and endure the flatting with equanimity.

I have the head cold from hell today, and will probably go right back to bed after journaling and devotional reading, but I feel blessed anyway. If you’re going to have a cold, the Triple L is a mighty fine place for it.

Special greetings to my good friend, Vicki. Hang in there, kiddo. Lots of people are praying for you, and the Big Guy is definitely in the loop.

Dawn

Dawn is glowing in the eastern sky, pinky orange, as I write this, sitting at my kitchen table. A few of the pine tops are visible, like dark etchings. The coffee’s on, the dogs and cats have been outside, and I’m about to settle down to my journaling. I’ve written Morning Pages for years, and for the past several, I’ve journaled my prayers as well. It will be cold in Spokane today, but probably clear. We’re hoping for a white Christmas, but you never know.

For me, Christmas happens in the heart, at many and varied times of the year, when I stop rushing around long enough to look outward, at the beauty of God’s Creation, or inward, to that peaceful place where He’s always waiting for me.

2006 was a year of tremendous blessings–and some losses, too. As I’ve mentioned, two favorite uncles passed this year. My very dear friends, the Websters, are facing a difficult health issue, and I hope you will add your prayers to mine.

Texas was the most active gunfighting state, with some 160 shoot-outs from the 1850′s through the 1890′s.

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