When I was in north GA several weeks ago, I couldn't help but wonder if the residents there ever tire of the beauty ... or do they even see it anymore? And then I couldn't help but wonder if there is beauty all around me where I live -- and I just miss it due to familiarity. So I asked God to open my eyes to see the beauty around me. And He did ... in faces, in colors, in ordinary moments.
My counting continues ....
#281 that every sacrifice, regardless how small, builds the reign of God in my life
#282 a powerful storm that speaks of a powerful God
#283 to answer the phone and hear, "Hi, Teach!" Though I haven't taught him for years now, it's such a sweet term of endearment to me.
#284 throwing a blanket around me, grabbing my hot tea, and standing in the majesty of a pre-dawn moon ... and singing the doxology
#285 God's safe-keeping over one I love
#286 loving and laughing with Adrianne while literally hundreds of darling trick or treaters graced my steps.
#287 house guests and seasons of refreshing -- I love you, Chris and Lisa. I now know how Mary and Martha felt when Jesus came to their house.
#288 faces at the nursing home that betray young hearts
#289 Ruby -- my mother's nursemaid -- When my mother had scarlet fever as a very young child, Ruby was quarantined with the family and helped care for her. With tears in my eyes and a huge lump in my throat, I could barely whisper "thank you."
#290 remembering the saints -- both past and present
#291 a toddler's bath time and enough water to swim in
#292 Autumn ... not a death but a necessary season of dying
#293 making memories with our favorite little man
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| The Pink Pig at Macy's in the Lenox Mall |
#294 the delight of sharing my waffle and blueberries
#295 shades of gold
#296 Sunday dinner with Mom and Dad -- Why is it Mom's cooking ALWAYS taste better than mine?
#297 Moriah Lily -- my newest great-niece (and her not-so-happy big brother)
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#298 morning laughter with a long-distance loved one
#299 lunch with my eldest son and knowing that God is doing some transformation in his heart
#300 that I live in an area that offers beautiful fall landscape in every direction
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| Cotton to the right |
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| Sorghum to the left |
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