Mother’s Day Thanks…

The sun shone hot and bright today, like mid-summer, instead of mid May.

I’m soaking it all in,

the sun,

and the singing in worship,

and the preaching God’s Word at church this morning,

sharing the lessons God taught me through my own mama,

and brunch afterwards with oldest daughter, son-in-law,

and my two little granddaughters

dressed in sweet, fluffy Sunday School dresses,

with white patent leather shoes on their feet

and ankle socks trimmed in lace,

and the phone call from my daughter in Ghana,

and one from my daughter in Missouri,

and cards and yellow roses,

and blessings abounding.

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I’ve taken the Joy Dare.

I’m counting one thousand thanks in one year.

I hunt for thanksgiving using the prompts Ann gives us each month.

If you are interested in joining in, click the link above or at the bottom of this post.

I continue to count my thanks

piling up gratitude day by day

in my little black journal…

3 gifts found about your home-

-a “peace” rose bush from a friend

-planting a new peony

-working in the yard with my Hubs on a sunny afternoon

3 gifts inside a closet-

-the shelves my handyman son-in-law put in my bedroom closet to help me keep my clothes organized

-my favorite gauzy top

-my favorite “ugly but comfy” old slippers

3 gifts found in the dark-

-rest

-the Hubs in bed next to me

-treasures hidden in darkness (Isaiah 45:3)

a gift outside-

-a huge, ugly plant in the backyard finally dug up

a gift inside-

-my home office repainted and getting a little makeover

a gift upside down-

-looking up at the sky through the cedar tree branches in our backyard

3 gifts about my parents-

-knowing without a doubt that they are both in heaven and that I really will see them again

-Mama, the practical one, giving me roots

-Daddy, the dreamer, giving me wings

3 gifts held in my hand today-

-my phone-a phone call from my only grandson, (in Ghana),  on his 8th birthday,

(the first birthday I’ve ever spent apart from him)

-cleaning products- as I do my weekly chores

-my fork- as we have a yummy, homemade, barbecued chicken salad for dinner

3 gifts found in my mother-

-her hands that loved me with each garment she sewed, loaf of bread she baked,

floor she mopped

-her perseverance when life dealt her some really hard blows

-her willingness to change

 

Gratefully yours,

Elizabeth