Friday, July 18, 2014
A Cup Overflowing, 901-920
It has been said that when we give thanks for the seemingly microscopic, we make a place for God to grow within us. Isn't that a lovely thought?
#901 the creaking of a boat tied to the harbor
#902 a canine companion
#903 morning breakthrough
#905 thousands of birds taking to the morning sky above the Trent River -- and then there were none
#906 mid-morning snack ... the best carrot-raisin muffin ever
#907 moss-laden branches
#908 the weight of God felt on the grounds of Christ Episcopal Church in New Bern, NC
#909 new friends
#910 3 days of Sabbath
#911 one shaded parking space -- and it was available
#912 a big, fat cardinal sitting on my deck rail announcing that winter is coming
#913 that God controls the present, uncontrollable moments
#914 pine "helicopters" spiraling downward through the air
#915 sirens that break morning's symphony
#916 unexpected joys -- getting to take Jude (and his parents) to the parade and the GA National Fair!
#917 Sunday morning evidence that a little boy was here the night before
#918 my Daddy (83 years old today -- Oct. 8)
#919 that God is in the business of tearing down idols
#920 an evening spent with my favorite daughter = pure joy
Ordinary moments turned holy because the heart took notice...