Oceans . . .

     Wednesday I was on my way to the hospital to prepare Caren for transfer.  The first song that played on the radio that morning was Oceans:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QI-Z0lq-LIE
     That set me to thinking: about the oceans of emotions raging through Caren to learn that she was laughing one minute/w Austin, and in torrents of unexplained pain the next moment as she realized she was in the hospital.
     That set me to thinking about the depths of my own emotions and the lessons presented; about the turmoil of emotions affecting the children, as they come close to drowning in confusion; about the unfathomable gratitude that Caren is alive.
     From gratitude sprang a fountain of love deeper than all the oceans: love of family, healing, reconciliation; love of church community as they reach out in love and assistance; the levels of intercessory prayers from so many compassionate, caring, giving, abundantly generous folks who have supported and helped us during this time of crisis in our family.
     Truly this is a testament of the limitless Spirit in which we abide as one.
     When we exercise faith, keeping our eyes on the prize of our greater good, our mind to God Mind, we truly walk on the Waters of Spirit. 
     "When oceans rise, my soul will rest in your embrace."
     Caren, you are loved and supported.