I break the routine of how I usually spend the bulk of my hours on a Thursday afternoon
and instead I bring my book bag filled with Bible and journal
and there sitting on the old abandoned boat launch by the river
is my Bethel, the House of God,
where for these hours
while sun warms my body
the Word warms my heart
and He is here
and it is holy ground
though boats, and barges, and passers by are unaware
I continue to count my thanks
piling up gratitude
day by day
in my little green journal
#1250-#1260
-on my walk God gives me opportunity to pray with the neighbor down the street whose father just passed away
-going to opening night at our youth camp
-youngest granddaughter at the playground
-youngest daughter o.k. after a scary allergic reaction to fire ant bites that resulted in a visit to e.r.
-that she was with a good friend at the time who was able to help her
-that when we got the call, within minutes we made phone calls resulting in many people praying for her
-lunch with a friend
-my “Jesus Date” by the river
-how Jesus heals our brokenness
-Sunday lunch with oldest daughter, son in law, youngest granddaughter
Gratefully yours,
Elizabeth