Texting teen-agers…Both, they text me and I text them…in point: texting my early riser at 6 a.m. when O, so sick. And he was there. And brought me water. So I could take fever reducing medicine.
Companionship of my teens
Yellow tulips in early golden light, sage green tablecloth. Love Baskets. Easter.
My darlings, “playing a story” out in the yard, on the play set. They decorate everything they touch. They decorate my life with beauty, joy, and grace.
A soft blanket in the grass
the gentling hand of my Lord
Finding beauty outside my window, beauty in sunsets, golden light, bluebirds, autumn colors, spring blossoms. It is all there.
the spin of my rings
the way he cooks ,laughs, cares, plays with our children
those who pray and the answers to those prayers
Panera on a Saturday morning at 8
Matt Maher on continuous play through the blue tooth speaker; the blue tooth speaker!
a conversation on the porch and hope for a new and better doctor
Reading about an Amish knitting circle, literature I love, and Scripture all in one during long days of sickness
Morning Meeting and incorporating more of the MP Enrichment guide; reading Wee Gillis and sharing life, bagpipes, Grandma, increasing air through woodwinds 🙂
Hot honey water
Hot Showers that ease coughs
Candlelight on Sunday evenings and fellowship round the table
Hot Won-Ton Soup
-Counting gifts througha misted view, with a fist clutched heart-
1 John 1: 16 For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.