It was one of those weekends.
The garbage disposal sprung a leak. I forgot to take the library books back on time. Rick and I were arguing. I was getting stressed by a to-do list that seemed overwhelming. The sewer line was starting to smell a little funky. The car repair place had called: yep, the brakes on the car were shot. Mixing the vinegar and the baking soda for the rocket inside the house had turned out to be a bad idea…
Clearly, it was not one of my best weekends.
So, as I come into this week, I come empty.
Turning my heart to gratitude because I must.
Because God is still on His throne and He is still lavishing me with good things.
Thanks to you God…
- For “I really do love you” whispered between husband and wife in the still night air – even after a day of dissonance
- For time with old, dear friends – talking so long that we lost track of time
- For a husband who can fix the leaky sink
- For moments of grace sprinkled throughout hard days
- For warm, homemade Toll House cookies – and the evidence left on Caleb’s face *smile*
- For warm spring days and walking the kids to school
- For purple crocs on 8-year-old feet
- For Caleb’s big blue eyes and his earnest “I love you, Mom” when he knows I’m sad
- For a living hope that extends beyond material things
- For windows open and fresh air wafting in
- For fresh cut grass – so green from the spring rains
- For a jewelry-making lesson from sweet friends who reflect God as they create
- For my pens and the simiple pleasure of writing in my journal with different colors
- For the mood of anticipation as I prepare for my scrapbooking retreat this weekend
- For this quiet moment and the time to regroup
And, last but certainly not least, for the writer of Hebrews who reminds me…
“Through [Jesus] then, let us continually offer up a sacrifice of praise to God, that is, the fruit of lips that give thanks to His name.”
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