Things around here have been….
A little crazy…
And as a result of all of this, I need a moment. Maybe a couple of moments…. But I need to catch my breath, hit the master reset button and get my words back. I’m weary and dry. Empty. Parched. I’m unplugging a bit this week. A week offline feels like an eternity, but I need to do it.
But before I unplug,
Counting on to my 1000 Gifts…
561. The desperate need for grace, every minute, constantly…
562. the terrible pain in the bottom of my foot,(how you might heal it?) a week without running, forced rest…
563. Re-prioritizing
564. Late evening carpet cleaning, the not wanting to bother, but doing it anyway because it matters.
565. Children who should be in bed, but aren’t, listening to their naughty foot-falls and taking a deep breath before going up there…..again….
566. Dinner prepared that I didn’t have to cook… a break from the work.
567. Scripture read a hundred times that suddenly breaths new and leaps from the page…your living word…
568. Hard decisions
569. Feeling helpless and small, waiting for you to move
570. The always unexpected ways that you, Father provide. Always amazing. Always astounding. Always, Always enough.
571. My mood change as I count gifts…the discipline, and joy in giving thanks in everything…
572. A blog face-lift, de-cluttering…
573. Phoebe’s little baby voice, her crazy annunciation and little ways with words and inflection… how I will miss these days…
574. Early Morning rainfall.
See you Friday. Thank you for grace.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30














