Living Peace

Peace be still. Peace is still.(Mark 4:39) The Son came and calmed the storm. Oh how good and pleasant these days are where He slows our pace with his loving kindness. Moments where I allow Him to draw me to a slower pace. Peace is in not in a hurry, it is not rushed. It takes the time to keep things important, to share, to enjoy. Peace allows time to breath, to reflect. To allow both the good and the bad the space in life that brings living to the fullest. This slow moving day. Where children's smiles, apples slices cut, toys shared, loved one held, makes the highlights. Where we travel the floors of our home. We take pauses around the peninsula  where food and laughter are shared. Where the sandwiches are eaten a little slower and the smiles held a little longer. Where we can bake something sweet and enjoy it at every stage. Mixing up togetherness, baking sweetness, and sharing tenderly the morsels of goodness. Then with the tasting. Life is good this day. Melted chocolate oatmeal peace and kindness and goodness. Here there is Thankfulness.

Open Palm

What a day! I felt it today. The Father's Hands guiding me. You know when one of your children, especially the smaller ones, fall back away from your reach. You are walking ahead as to keep them moving, but you don't want to stop becuase you know if a wee child stops it takes time to get them to go again? You reach back with your outstretched had and you wiggle your fingers and entice them with your open palm and a twinkle in your eye. Most time I find myself doing a little hurry up dance. The children usually do pick up the pace with a silly little grin at parent the playmate. In that moment joy is shared.
Today it was this dance with me and my Great Father. We shared out of pantry, we shared out of our home, and we shared out of our hearts. All the while He was leading me with his loving kindness, his outstretched hand. I keep going over and over in my mind how it is His kindness that leads us to repentance (Romans 4:2) Oh, what a safe place it is to live in the Father's leading. To grow and breath and learn in the shelter of His Love. Like a child who follows along the path of a parent who desires their best. He has prepared many good works that we may walk in them. (Ephesians 2:10)
We pour out so that He can pour in. (Isaiah 58:6-11) I learned to trust more Him today. Giving a bit more. Allowing the All-Knowing, All-Seeing to lead me to go beyond myself. To take a few more steps ahead that I would not have taken otherwise To allow those tender, nail scared hands to draw me ahead. To receive a blessing I never would have know. He is Love, He is Grace, and I become Thankfulness.

Warmth and Chill

This morning I wake up to that pleasant light I found yesterday.
It is at the the most dis-tractable moments when I find these thankfulness-es. I was bending over to put something in the trash and I felt the heat radiating. I said to my child Grins A Lot that the heat from there feels so good. He has the great idea to climb under the nearby settee that I bring in off the porch for the winter and it becomes a meeting place in the kitchen. Under there Grins A Lot acknowledges,"It's warm under here."
As Many Hugs and Justice Keeper file out the door to the coming more orange than yellow children carrier, I set on the frosted deck steps. It's nippy on my toes. I actually smile! It's there in the cold. I am thankful for the chilly fall air.
This is new. Being thankfulness for the warm and the chill. Oh Father, you are here. Teaching me these things. I am blessed I feel full and I feel loved.

Light

It's here. I was starting to doubt it. To be honest with myself, for these last days I thought maybe it wasn't in me. Today I saw it. With sunlight streaming in the big windows it was the faintest glimpse that I almost missed. Something about the light. There was a lamp next to the bed with books and the light...anyway I noticed that it looked good and in my heart's mind I actually said. Thanks. Then in a blink it was gone. I almost missed it. but something in me said WAIT! It is here...and it was Thankfulness!
Tonight again in the bathroom as I approached Mr J, I saw in the dew shaded dampness of the window, the moon. It streamed in as the water on the glass spread the light apart....It was beautiful and I was thankful. I am starting to like this. I am waiting expectantly to how the Creator opens my mind's eye tomorrow to His redeemed world. I am certainly liking this randveu that He is taking me on. Beyond myself, yet I get to enjoy those I love with a new flare.
I have Thankfulness for light!