The fire in the woodstove has taken the edge off of a
chilly morning; a sense of serene stillness hovers over
the neighborhood. Everything outside of me is peace and tranquility.
On the inside, though, there is much scurrying: reviewing
my to-do list, trading priorities like baseball players, scuttling
this job so that one gets done, wondering how today’s
deadlines will get met.
This busy morning, on a whim, I picked up a notebook my
father kept and read this quote he wrote down sixty years ago
at 7 p.m. 4-19-46 at St. Giles Church in Vancouver BC:
Those words immediately altered my perspective and calmed my spirit. I instinctively link the words full cup with the word blessing. Yes, I have been blessed with a full cup today. Give me a steady hand and a steady heart, Lord. I pray that I don’t spill too many drops.
A Living Pencil 
How sweet to have this sort of *message* from your father….are you an English teacher in disguise?
Dana in GAPS DD#1 is Giles….it’s a surname in my family.