. . . waking in the morning to the sound of much-needed rain,
sharing a breakfast at our local “good old boy” restaurant,
stopping at the library and leaving with 2 heavy sacks of books,
celebrating the progression of summertime in our gardens,
sitting in “our row” in church with 10 great grandchildren—ages 6 and under,
gently stepping back in time at the antique barn up the road,
eating ice cream on the patio,
sleeping, waking, breathing in and out!
Sweet savor offerings of praise are going up each day! For five weeks Joe and I have been at home. This is a record. Since September, 2010 when I had spinal fusion surgery right up until mid-June, 2011 when Joe had a heart emergency we have not been out of a hospital for more than a month. The one-month break happened only once. For the rest of that period we averaged a hospital stay every two to three weeks—with each stay lasting from 2 to 10 days.
I’m not clueless enough to believe this blessed hiatus will last forever. We live one day at a time, and when a crisis comes we find peace and joy in the midst of whatever God allows in our lives. But at this moment we are enjoying peace and joy at home, doing “normal” things! 🙂
Margaret L. Been, ©2011
