Day 16 ~ Three ways you witnessed happiness today
- Crayons and pencils and papers strewn across the living room floor.
- Our schnoodle dressed in a flowered t-shirt.
- Mugs full of dad-made soup on the kitchen table.
Day 17 ~ One gift that made you laugh, one gift that made you pray, one gift that made you quiet
- This wonderfully funny book.
- The post-long weekend messy house and excited kids that I woke to.
- My walk around the park – always quiet.
Day 18 ~ Three gifts from God’s Word
Day 19 ~ A grace in the kitchen, a grace in the weather, a grace that might never have been
- Cheapest frozen pizzas and leftover dessert after a day full of hormones.
- A sliver of flaming orange moon hiding behind skeleton trees as I wake up in the wee hours of the morning to pull blankets closer over children.
- Three chocolate ice cream treats and one vanilla for happy kids – all because daddy was inspired to buy some coupons this fall and because momma had a rough morning and needed to get out.
Day 20 ~ Three gifts you saw only when you got close-up
- Ice cream sundaes. . . chocolate and cream all mixing together.
- Dark outside. . . but the roads look white, so I know that means a winter wonderland in the morning.
Day 21 ~ One thing in the sky, one thing from your memory, one thing that’s ugly-beautiful
- Gummy worms, bubble baths, and schnitzel – memories of a long, long-ago trip to Germany to visit my dad who was in the middle of an extended business trip.
- The waking all through the night to tuck her back in again.
Day 22 ~ One grace wrinkled, one grace smoothed, one grace unfolded
- The tired, happy laugh lines around my eyes.
- His crazy bed-head before we rush out to church.
- Pictures of “water-into-wine” brought back from children’s church.
And a few more:
- Huddled on the blanket in front of a fire in a 57* living room, eating hot oatmeal swimming in too-cold milk – little girl stepping in older girl’s bowl. . .
- Dead branches swaying in bitter wind, waiting to bear life in just a couple months – and they *will* be bearing life in just a couple months more. . .
- A yard full of birds, even in winter. . .
- Messy house after an enjoyably relaxing long weekend. . .
- Bright lights on a gray day. . .
- Cold and rain and general dreariness that makes me appreciate God’s blessings even more. . .
- Three kids working so hard together to do chores and clean this house that formerly looked like it had vomited on itself. . .
- Self-awareness – helps me calm down when I’m an anxious hormonal crazy-lady. . .
- Chocolate, ice cream, peanut butter and fudge. . .
- A husband who mops for me. . .
- Quiet. . .
- Being a woman and all the gore and emotional baggage and joy and small blessings that come with that God-decision. . .
- Friendship. . .
- The unconditional love of God and small children. . .
- A day full of so much fellowship – what a blessing for my shy, introverted soul. . .
- Twinkling stars in the night sky – they always always leave me more sure that God is awesome (I need to remember for those times when I find myself wondering and doubting: look at the stars; how could you doubt). . .
- Dry wood crackling in the fire while tired kids sleep on upstairs. . .
- Times of regrouping. . .
- A good cry. . .
- Snuggled up together watching Fly Away Home. . .
- Cheapest frozen pizzas and leftover dessert. . .
- A small sliver of flaming orange moon hiding behind skeleton trees on the eastern horizon in the early hours of the morning. . .
- White snow, rosy cheeks and big smiles. . .
- “*I* love you, Mom.”. . .
- Fels Naptha, washing soda, borax and lavender oil. . .
- The spider family Mary drew and cut out and hung to our fridge door. . .
- A day of rest. . .
- Shared laughs around a table. . .
- Kids in PJs out in public. . .
- Talking things through. . .
- God’s amazing grace. . .
- God’s unconditional love. . .