At just the right time--which is like, years behind the rest of the known world, I am reading One Thousand Gifts.
It is eating my lunch.
Now that I, today, have said and done the absolute last thing I can say or do about some hard things,
it is time for me to move on to some serious joy.
May I admit something?
This year I was a gift-counting drop-out. And a scripture-memory team drop-out.
I made it through March on the first one and into June with the second.
(Long about the time things slammed the wall around here, but that's neither here nor there.)
It's been intense. I am tired.
I need an IV--intravenous gratitude, a blood-level reboot that infuses my heart, soul, and mind.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is worthy of respect, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if something is excellent or praiseworthy, think about these things.
I need to think on these things.
1.trees along the fence line
3. trees with all three colors of leaves
4. fall blue sky
5.dates with Big Red
6. watching a teen become more thankful and more thoughtful
7. being able to restore relationship with a prickly teen
8. Saturday morning
9. money for groceries
10. money to give away
11. woodsy, piney rosemary
12. spinach in the garden
13. baby broccoli heads
14. garden beds
15.eyes to see
16. ears to hear
17. a heart to understand
18. a Savior willing to heal me.
19. this song
20. words--poesm, songs, alliteration--how lovely that all that is possible
21. six-word autobiographies
22.blogs and blog friends
24. coffee makers
25.food to prep into make-ahead meals
26.a few more weeks of sunrises thanks to the time change
27.planning for Christmas