“O my God, if Thy creations are so full of beauty, delight and joy,
art thou thyself,
Creator of all!”
I am learning to speak the language of God-glory: Gratitude.
Moment by moment, giving thanks for how infinitely more beautiful He is
than this stream of daily delights…
her in her nightie and I in my apron, we hug each other and a new day dawning
basket of eggs, still warm, left on the back stone stoop
the original farm boy, up and ready to go…
the original farm boy farming — filling wagons with kernels of sunshine
one of His masterpieces, still a smudge of blue on her forehead,
painting one of her own…
rolling dough, patting, and sprinkling, with little hands and hungry tummies
unfurling millenia and running our fingers
across people and events and all of His Story
for a fleeting moment one morning,
winter and autumn and summer all met in the orchard,
but winter, too shy, slipped away.
The children keep looking for her quiet return
with happy welcome of mitts and boots,
all lined up and ready…
For we are your people and the sheep of your pasture;
we will give you thanks forever
and show forth your praise from age to age.
May we invite you to come glorify God with gratitude,joining the Gratitude Community?
Why begin your own One Thousand Gift List –(drop me a line if you do, and I’ll add you either simply your name or a web link to the “
1000 Endless Gifts” list — it’s a privilege to join you in giving Him all worship, all praise, all thanks…)
Photos: quiet joys from here
Some were asking, “What kind of camera?”… practicing contentment (smile) with a simple point and shoot