…chickens this time. I know, unusual as of late. But don’t worry, a chicken post comes tomorrow because I promised myself I would document it every Thursday until they are grown. Besides, Tim is outside right now working on their enclosure. They’re going to love it. It means grass and pecking whenever they want and I guarantee the view is better than that of the garage.
But enough of the chickens! Onto better and bigger things. Here are the things I’m grateful for lately:
1. A husband who is satisfied and loving his job again. It’s been a long run of dissatisfaction so this is welcome, a blessing and certainly a very good thing.
2. A boy who has been making so many good decisions lately. A boy who has really worked on weeding things out of his own little life that make it difficult for him to obey and be happy. A boy that through those choices is again happy and obedient. A boy I am so proud of.
3. Another boy who has found a ministry. At almost 13 years old he wanted a ministry and now he has a ministry. I am so grateful for a church that sees his heart and allows him to serve. His new charges are the soundboard for children’s church and mastering this guy. He’s a puppet who Powell has mastered movement and personality with. His name is Leonard. He is confused and doesn’t know who he is. He thinks he’s a chicken one day and then the next idea comes and he thinks he may be that. Now there is a character that will be able to be used in many ways to minister to the children.
4. A girl who is happy. Who faces her struggles but remains happy to her little core. She is, in her heart of hearts, a servant. Not many people are truly servants, willing to give and not get back, willing to help in whatever way they can. This girl is and it will in return serve her very well.
5. She is also served well by this boy and I am blessed beyond belief whenever I capture a moment like this between the two of them.
6. I know, it’s getting long, but stick with me because there is a lot to be grateful for. Like realizing that this is the year you no longer have to supervise your oldest baby while he mows the grass (forget about the blessing that is to Dad when he pulls up and both yards are done without him expecting it). If my babies have to grow up, I’m glad they’re growing into this.
7. I’m also grateful for re-discovered old friends after a long, cold Winter. Friends like Mr. Tree Swing.
8. And Mr. Swimming Pool.
9. Oh, and don’t forget my friend, Mr. Keith Urban. He may not know it yet, but he is my friend. Someday he’ll understand. In the meantime, I’ll settle for looking forward to the next time I know I’ll see him in person.
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