It's hard to believe it's the end of the
first week of
Everything's going well here.
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving and
had all the kids here and my Dad too!
...The highlight of my Thanksgiving was little Alyssa leading
everyone to hold hands at our table, and then leaned over to my Dad
who sat just to her right and whispering she asked,... "what's your name again?"
Then she bowed that curly blonde head of hair..
closed her eyes and asked God to bless our food and thanked
Him for each and every person by name at our table... including Poppa Dallas."
My heart puddled right there.
God IS so good.
The day after Thanksgiving was spent
putting up the Christmas tree and Myguy strung white
around the house and even the shabby olde potting shed too.
The garden photo above was what we woke to yesterday morning.
While we had slept the night sky blew ice and sleet until morning.
I'd no more and got a big breakfast whipped up for Myguy
and our power went out.
And then started the snowfall ontop of the ice.
The trees were hit hard.
Everything was shut down...
including our shop.
Having a "snowday" with Myguy...
was a quite wonderful... even without electricity.
And we played until
we couldn't feel our legs
even with long johns on.
Our power didn't come back on until this afternoon.
When things thaw out we'll have lots of cleanup to do.
But thankfully no trees took out any fences.... at least yet.
We've made a few new feathered friends....
The birds were so happy and got word out in a hurry
where to come.
The first day of December I started Ann Voscamp's book
The Greatest Gift and so every morning
start the day doing the devotionals.
Today's was on God Providing.
It sure fit ...
We have an antique china cabinet by our table and
when decorating for Christmas, I decided to put things inside
that are really meaningful to me for Advent.
As I've sat at the table doing the devotionals I keep finding myself looking at the little
sampler: In God we trust from Tony Star.
It was 1996 and I was stitching while this bored 10 year old boy
watched. He asked for a piece of cloth and with his own hands made this as we sat together.
In God we trust
My heart puddles again, and I can't help but wonder about some things?...
That boy is 27 now, .. and I'd be surprised too if he's picked up a needle and thread
since that day.
I wonder ..
Did you know God, way back then
that "today" I would gaze on this picture and that it would
stir me so
... Stir this Momma into trusting You... even more?
To reeeally begin to trust you with my every thing
Did you know back then that yesterday I'd text this picture to Tony and did it stir him uP too Lord-
reminding him .... to keep trusting you?
Did you know back then that this stitchery would be shared here
at an olde potting shed?
Might it come to my remembrance for when storms come,
and the frigid ice of this life breaks limbs or... heart....
I do trust Him.