Times I cherish most are the simple ordinary days, everyday pleasures that sometimes I can take for granted. I have found that in times of “identity crisis” when outside pressures bring thoughts of what should I do and be, what will my life be remembered for and I need to make some decisions now..right now or it will be a forever missed opportunity…
It is in these times I know to draw aside, still my anxious heart and in quietness and confidence God brings me strength to be who I am and who he created me to be.
I know there are days when my thoughts are as scattered as buckshot and I am feeling unaccomplished [if there is such a word and there is because I just checked my Webster’s.]
It is always to the simple things I return and find deep peace, the kind of peace that passes all human understanding.
The early morning rays of sunlight spilling across my front lawn..new wildflowers springing up I haven’t noticed before..my first cup of hot coffee, the sound of my husbands voice as he comes home.
These are but a few of the experiences of an ordinary day not to be taken for granted but , to be treasured for the gift it is..
Bless all of you..