...to count our blessings that is.
This Day, at this point in my journey has been so blessing filled. Small ones perhaps in the greater scheme of things. Yet I must not fail to count out loud or recount the joys that make a common day one of bliss for me.
A soft spring rain to bless the growing garden.
Roses beginning to bloom.
Sweet peas breaking through the ground.
A grand daughter calling with plans for a future visit,
her future baby, the name planned,
and C. S. Lewis.
A grand daughter calling concerning a planned visit,
A beloved niece calling about a radio broadcast,
first loves of daughters,
grand-mother-of-the bride dresses,
A husband calling ahead regarding dinner timing.
Long ignored chores accomplished happily between these lovely calls.
How's that for a list of the ordinary, with the extraordinary mixed in?
Our God is so amazing with His scattering of little joy dot through our days.
I am bewildered by the abundance of my blessings.