Will it make my heart beat faster with anticipation - or dread?
Will the tears be gladness - or grief?
Will it make me smile - or doubt?
Does it feel like a gift . . .
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
or a weight?
But what does it matter when all belongs to Him.
And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28
My Father God is more than theology or doctrines. He is reality - a very real presence. And I am responsible to Him in this very place that I am. In this very moment with life exactly as it is. But with my heart open and my ears ready to listen for the purpose that is and will be mine.
My list continues . . .
him wearing a swim vest as bullet proof
finding the chickens hiding laying place
subway with Mom
offering of the best caramel cake - thank you, Tammy
notes on napkins
Dr. Suess library party
the joy of taking Izzy shopping - thank you, Mama
warm pajama pants all day
Bible drill drilling
customer service calls
buds on peach trees
the color of cuties
mail from Lesvia and Cristian
the way he comes up from behind and gathers my hair in his hands
and . . .
picking up one more child's Valentine off the floor - again. Remembering Valentine's are given in love . . . so I bend and pick up - again.
My list, #'s 538-555.