In giving thanks, my heart begins to refocus. I count gifts - the blessings I may have missed in the busyness, and I look ahead with an eager heart.
Gratitude... a sort of coffee for the soul.
Thankful to God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment, my list continues...
Being able to provide a meal.
Strathmore's Backyard Theater.
Jazz in the Garden.
Water for our feet.
A simple picnic dinner in the Sculpture Garden.
Races on the Mall. (Every time they find an open space, there is a race.)
Sitting together in the middle... our legs serving as hurdles. : )
A 9-mile training run in the pouring rain.
Actually enjoying it.
Cardboard and paint.
VBS sets strewn throughout the house.
Dinner club on the porch.
All five of us sharing a pew. (With a pastor-husband this rarely happens.)
The 2 year-old class.
Kitchen counters covered with baked goods to be shared.
After evening service fellowship.
Moments to watch the final games. Or at least the highlights.