Saturday, May 17, 2014
Saturday's Saying...A Moment Together In Our Garden...
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I am so grateful to be alive. This week has
not been easy, but it is Saturday and I can
take a much needed moment to reflect on all that has gone on.
just be grateful
Last night, before dinner, Bert and I sat in
our old, much-loved swing in the back yard,
lulled by the rocking motion.
back and forth
back and forth
it soothed my weary soul.
We watched the eagles way up high in the sky,
circling on their way to a more isolated destination.
We gazed at the stone path Bert had built
to two old, beat up chairs in our garden,
a masterpiece of simplicity.
a place to unwind for
two old friends
two old lovers.
We saw new growth on an old plant Bert just wouldn't give up on.
He's like that, you know.
He never gives up on struggling plants
He never gives up on struggling people.
We talked about good news
My friend Vicky Westra's brain scan..
Never has the word "stable" meant so much to me.
We whispered prayers of Thanksgiving
we are still here to see His glory
We heard giggling next door
Children on their play set.
Music to our ears
Wistful memories of days gone by
Our own babes when they were young.
We held hands,
His dirty from hard work in the garden.
Mine tight from a challenging day.
in our garden.
Quietly celebrating everything that God created.
All of the small gifts that often go unnoticed.
my breathing calmed
my heart felt peaceful
at last...I was home.
This song captures what our time was like-
Have a wonderful weekend!
at May 17, 2014
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