This morning I woke early and got to see one of the young foxes that live somewhere near my home. He was running around playing in my backyard. I ran, got my camera, and took a few quick shots to try to capture his image. Not great shots but still I got a couple. Then, as I was writing in my prayer journal I hear some "barking" from our lower yard and there was the mother fox calling for her young ones to come. She wasn't quite as thrilled to see me as I was to see her. I am so thankful to have been up early enough to catch glimpses of them. It is a little
gift to me in the morning when I get to see some of the wildlife in our area.
My dad goes for his second cataract surgery tomorrow. I pray that once his vision is clear he will get to see the foxes. He gets up each morning and looks out of the window hoping to see them but usually they are out too early for him to see clearly. Prayers that this surgery will change all of that.
