Multitudes on Mondays
325. Cotton fields are blooming and there are hundreds of acres of cotton right across the street from our home...fields white unto harvest as far as you can see.
326. Text messages that begin "what are y'all doing today?" and end with lunch around the table.
327. Preparing breakfast for my Dad and surprising him by riding next door on the golf cart to deliver it to him. He was sitting on the porch and was so proud of his breakfast! My mom and I enjoyed our coffee together while he ate. He shared his raisin toast with her...
328. Praying together and being of one heart.
329. Bible study class full of women eager to learn and "get wisdom!" I love my Wednesday night ladies.
330. Answered prayer with successful back surgery for a friend's teenage daughter. Praying for a full recovery.
331. A warm and dear hug for a friend whose father passed away 2 weeks ago and telling her that her loss had already touched my heart...prompting me to make breakfast for my dad and deliver it to him. Tears were shed.
332. The promise of lunch this week with two young 20-somethings, Taneea and Sarah.
333. The joy that they would even want to spend time with me, a 50-something.
334. A life lived with the anticipation of splashing the Living Water with young women as I grow older, both in wisdom and in my walk of faith.
335. Cards in the mail, hand-written, full of love.
336. A Saturday afternoon all to myself...sewing...sewing...putting together a new quilt. These are some of the 5" squares that will form the blocks. They are lying on my ironing board. There will be many more made before the quilt is finished. Guess what? The fabric is called GRACE and I love that - it is so fitting for counting GRACE gifts.
339. Sweet emails back and forth with my oldest son. He is a good man, a good husband, father, pastor.
340. A phone call from my youngest son who is out of state on business...he is a good man, a good husband, father, and he misses this little pumpkin, will be home very soon!
341. The little pumpkin with the yogurt-covered-smile. He misses his daddy too, but my sweet daughter-in-law said he has been a trooper.
343. Back-to-back nights at home with just my husband that included supper and then long conversation on the front porch swing, enjoying the cooler weather. Simple grace gifts.
344. I've been the wife of a minister for 34 years, 3 months, 15 days. Have I shared how much JOY there has been? Well there has. And heartache and sorrow too - but mostly joy, and I'm grateful. The joy of serving in one church for over 23 years, raising our boys here.
345. Having said that, I've been singing in my husband's choir for 34 years, 3 months, 15 days. I love that with all my heart. Each week the anticipation of being part of corporate worship under his leadership blesses me. I know he is a man of integrity and his personal worship enables him to lead in public worship. I know better than anyone else.
346. And this is our church choir. I love these people so much. It's hard to see me, but I'm on the very back row (always have been) on the far right as you face the choir. This recording was made just yesterday morning by a man sitting in the congregation. Revelation 1:8 - He is Alpha and Omega.