Comfort and joy

What a comfort it is to be able to pray with Sonia tonight. All is well. Eariler today, as I left mother's home the night was fresh and the stars were smiling. As I walked to the car, I headed right for the passenger door to open it. In a flash I realized Sonia was not there. I stopped for a moment and looked at the waxing moon through the trees. God is so good. Sonia is not here but so near to me because God is so dear to both of us. Our prayers can span the thousand miles in a heart beat. Her voice can soothe with the peace of God. What a comfort is is to pray.