as it turns out, i needn't have worried.
|apparently, i'm blonde in the back|
they read it together, and at the end he kissed my picture, tucked into the back just like he'd remembered. james requested to read it a second time and to take it to bed with him. he then laid down contentedly and fell right to sleep.
could your heart just melt?
an ongoing record of God's goodness, #258-277
long distance kisses from a sweet boy-babe
a husband happy to help me get away
a wonderful retreat and a great team to pull it off
quiet and conversation
music and worship
chocolate-dipped biscotti (and leftovers for breakfast:)
time exploring the Word together
community and bridge building
new spring green and wildflowers
an attentive staff that enabled weary moms to feel pampered
"you make people! you can climb a pole!"
coming home to family and friends sprawled out in the yard, covered in mud, from a day of play and gardening
sabbath rest together
the fact that no matter how good it is to get away, there is always something sweet in coming home
in the interest of keeping it real, i just had to banish my kids to their room so i could finish this ever-loving thankfulness post without blowing smoke out my ears. life is hard, and i celebrate those shalom moments of wholeness as they come--and repent for the times when i'm the one so quick to shatter it into shards.
grace for this mama
recognizing eucharisteo, even (especially?) amidst chaos and frustration
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