the song of the soulful singer on the minivan stereo beckoning me to recognize His watching over me..
and i’m grateful.
the exchange with 2 souls in the aisle at Costco.. 2 souls whom i know are not on the path of Life…2 souls who i hope saw Jesus in my life as we conversed..
and i’m sobered.
the clipping and smelling of iris to enjoy on my kitchen table..
and i’m remembering.
being accidentally locked out of the house last night while the hubs gave the kiddos their baths equaled half an hour of peace and quiet on my welcoming side porch…
and i’m rested.
crying out in fright at the sight of a skunk running up against previously mentioned porch just as we were turning to go into the house after spending a few moments in quiet reflection with the hubs after being discovered as locked out..
and i’m on an adventure.
plants given to me by numerous friends.. i watch these perennials grow and multiply for years to come..
and i’m blessed.
watching my little people enjoy their first day of being in their kiddie pool for the season..
and i’m amused.
spending the evening at home alone..
and i’m quiet.
edited… to add this:
my little ‘good things’ postings solidify for me that
‘we write to taste life twice; in the moment and in retrospect.’