It’s the end of the week – and I’m tired. It’s the blessings, the love notes and messages from the Father that brought me smiles this week – like leaves still green swirling like confetti under a canopy of trees on my way home. Remembering last weeks blessings, vintaging them – sometimes those memories are the sweetness that turned the sour, bland and tasteless moments of a day into hope and faith moments creased with a smile. Wishing you much blessing through the weekend, much refreshing, and the uncovering of many gifts from the Father!
- In the hurly burly of an up-coming overwhelming schedule, a bird singing as I walked across the parking lot in the early morning sun. It was a song of peace, quiet joy in a yellow and blue sky morning.
- yellow dress cookies with burnt orange and goldenrod yellow ribbons – made with love for a beautiful young lady, inside and out, who chose me to be her mom for a weekend, when she was little and I was much younger
sweet friends and hugs- Love and a repentant heart in a little boy wrapping his arms around me for forgiveness already given.
- Amonia in a bucket that cleans all the dirt from real living off my kitchen floors.
- My husband’s smile
- A 30 hour trip celebrating 29 years of marriage
- finding a buck-eye under a tree, hour 2 of our 30 hour celebration, a symbol of good luck, of blessing for our short journey
a handful of acorns, God reminding me that there are gifts that grow from seeds to trees if I just look around under my feet, up to the stars and everywhere in between.- a turtle dove, lighting on a white fence on our walk to dinner. Turtle doves are my husband’s favorite bird. As he mimicked the turtle dove call, she turned toward him for a photo.
- time to just sit under the stars on a cool evening
- knitting a few rows in a still few moments
- a morning walk among the animals at Shaker Town – and birds flying to land on a fence, in a row, seeming playful, carefree – just like my heart felt – and God letting my surroundings echo that feeling
- each son’s smile and the different places those smiles come from
- coming home sick one day from work and being wrapped in the silence of a still house, every once and a while as soothing as a cool cloth on a fevered brow.
- Messages for my heart found in un-looked for places
my cat who is a constant reminder of all the places to relax and stretch out- Smiles from a son while I coach him through a senior paper
- Pizza on Friday night
- My mother-in-law coming for a visit
- Drinking coffee with my MIL in the late afternoons
- The sounds of 4 boys playing cards, murmuring voices and grandbaby girl laughing
Yellow, Orange, Fuschia zinnias- Red tomatoes, green cucumbers, white corn and onions stirred together into my cold cucumber chowder
- Pancakes on Sunday after church
- Home at the end of every day
Sounds like a glorious week.
I am going to think of you the next time I clean my floors. I won’t think of it as a mess…I will think of “real living”.
I think the reason I enjoy posts on counting blessings is because we get a real peek into your life. People talk about things they might normally not include. It makes my time here feel personal.