Saturday night I got one of those calls that takes one into despair. My sister, who had survived and battled back from two strokes and stage 4 ovarian cancer (over five years ago), had had a stroke while worshiping at her church.
She could be worse. She could be better. She knows she can heal. She believes in a God who loves us and I hope she will find strength and courage once again.
Sunday I found myself coloring. I wanted to get a coloring book onto etsy. I ran short of time. Monday I colored some more. As I colored my brain floated to my concern for my sister. I was ready to advertise that coloring soothes our troubles mind, lifts our spirit. For years I have promoted sending mandalas to those in need. By the time the etsy post had been made, I had created six mandalas for my sister.
If you read this post and are moved to color in my mandalas, here is the link.
Peace and hope.