Happy Thanksgiving to you all! The bird is roasting, the potatoes are baking; so is the dressing, the green beans will be in the pan soon and the cranberry sauce is chilling. It’s been a laid-back morning so the meal is a little later than normal; but, hey, we are giving many thanks. And we
Category: Giving Thanks
I am writing from recall from early morning – 3:00 ish. The Little One had stirred hungry. So, I fetched him from his crib and while he gulped down eight ounces of formula snug between us, love and blessings carassed my thoughts. Thoughts of the difference from now and then. Thoughts of how I didn’t
Life is in the blood. We’ve heard it. We’ve read it. We’ve experienced it. All animal life (humans included) when the blood pump stops sending the message of life to the cells, to the tissue and the organs, the temperature cools, the supple skin yields to inflexibility – Life is gone. And we with life
Soup. I’m giving thanks today for soup. Not just any soup. This once in a lifetime exact soup. A blending of leftovers and some fresh overs thrown into a pot to simmer. O my goodness! Am I sad that this just for once pot of soup cannot be duplicated? Not really. I am so thrilled
Giving thanks for another day! 24 This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24 (NKJV) source
Giving thanks for lessons learned – again. That voting does matter. I must again and again, every time, be faithful in this sacred trust. That I must resist, this time, a life long flaw: when I perceive the crisis has passed, I let the healing discipline slide. That will not do this time; the mission has only
A good writing pen. Yes. I give thanks for a good writing pen. I dare say not many folks like a good pen more than I do. I collect them. And so it occurs to me the pretty, colorful barrels, the clips, all the pretty outside things do not a good pen make. It’s what’s inside
