In that quiet darkness of the morning
before even birds sing
all that is heard
is the constant silent prayer
of your longing
to be lifted close enough
to God’s mouth
to clearly hear
that he is always saying,
“I love you, I love you, I love you”.
Friends and Friendship - Poets and Muses
Welcome to the Friends of the Daily Napkin blog. The Daily Napkin was started, and continues to this day, as an expression of love. It also frequently acts as a catalyst for creativity. I believe all of us are touched by the muse, and every one of us feels the call in our heart to express the love we feel for each other, for life, for fellow beings, and for all of the Great Mystery. Poets, writers, artists, creative folks - you are all welcome here. Please share a piece of your Love expression through the Friends of the Daily Napkin blog. To submit for publishing email Dena (at)theDailyNapkin (dot) com. Be sure to share your blog or site address, and even a bit of bio too!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Labels: God longing, love
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I read your story about the daily napkin ritual, and how your hubby kept them all. I have to tell you, it made me cry!ReplyDelete
I used to write notes and put them in my son's lunches, just to remind him that I love him.
He's 23 now. But he still remembers. :) And he loves me, too. :)
Thank you Lorraine. Yes, for me, it was/is a kind of "pay it forward" from my childhood. I don't think it matters who or how, but the more we share unconditional love, the better life is for all of us. It is an additional effort, as it builds on itself synergystically, becoming more than the sum of it's parts. The gift you gave your son will build through generations. Good work! –DenaReplyDelete