Summer from school was only about 6 weeks long – so the boys, they slept in, went swimming a few times – and hung out with their friends in the neighborhood. Lots of laughter – about 5 p.m. every afternoon – mayhem, really, between the birds back-yard socializing, the cat tormenting the birds -and the boys playing raucously with friends across the street. It is a beautiful thing – the sound of that laughter.
It was a homey summer. It was a refreshing time, for the boys, that is.
For me, it was the first summer working full-time. It was full of weddings, showers and celebrations. It was full of Saturday Morning dates to the farmer’s market. It was a watering time for all the seed planting and transplanting.
“God’s kingdom is like a pine nut that a farmer plants. It is quite small as seeds go, but in the course of years it grows into a huge pine tree, and eagles build nests in it.”(Matthew 13:31-32)
686) A squirrel chewing away at branches for its nest – providing a moment of respite from chaos.
687) A trio of dove calls – from two sons and my husband
688) red tomatoes from my garden
689) Festivals – music, people, food, crafts on a Friday night – everyone needs festival moments
690) Watching the homeschool children perform Appalachian songs of faith boldly
691) Rain storms with nothing but thunder
692) fresh rain in the morning
693) the coolness after the storm, reminding me that God brings seasons of refreshing after turbulent storms
694) Hearing a song from last year, a song prayed over my son – and rejoicing at answered prayers
695) My blue cotton quilt – complete and home
696) The self-discipline to knit a few rows – because I will be disappointed later if I do not
697) Friends in the blogahood, responding to a prayer request
698) God coaching me to live one day at a time, one step at a time – like those days when there are a gazillion things on my schedule – getting all the boys to all the places and everything inbetween and after – and trusting Him it will walk itself out one step at a time.
699) Post-it-note reminders for prayer needs
700) The repeated message that I see in art, in words, in a chorus: Grow where you are planted – God letting me know that where I am right now is where I need to be.