It's been a year.
I seriously think someone posted this
thought on Facebook just for me.
(Someday when I read this I'll say,
wow - remember Facebook?)
(huh, and you're saying - remember Blogs?)
I have not survived this year with grace.
Grace is a gift - and I keep opening empty boxes,
or I think they are empty.
What I have found is that they are empty for a reason.
They are meant to be filled again.
So during this night I have considered filling
these boxes that are waiting to collect moments
of gratitude, and hope, and love.
and there they were,
all of them.
New babies.
New jobs.
New sacred places to rest my broken heart.
New friends,
New hope for better health.
New goals,
New dreams
New eras of life that need to be explored.
New reasons to have more courage.
New abundances of blessings only dreamt of.
New states where my children live.
New homes where they will stay close by.
New baptisms in our family.
New commitments to my faith.
New reasons to pray.
New friends to cherish.
More, of all the good stuff
I'm looking for.
New Grace.
Happy New Year
(Most excellent family of mine)
and
Happy July
Little Miss Big Sister.
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