These leaves are ready to fall.
Ripe in the shortening days; whispering of the coming winter. Their own melody of rustling and descending, beautiful and frail in the morning sun.
I long to fall more fully into your grace.
I sit and write. I write again today because I need to remember.
I need to count- to look for You.
As we broke the bread yesterday, these words choked me up again.
They are everywhere.
Calling us- urging us to look for the Savior- to see our God and raise our tear-stained faces, raise our weary hands, look up and see the face of hope, the face of love.
Mercy poured out for you and for me.
#444 The way God made the waves and the sun
#450 My son’s smile
#453 Watching my child learn to read
#455 Reading a book as a family and snuggling
#459 Pumpkins and cool evenings
#464 A peaceful walk at the park
#474 Hiding God’s Word in our hearts
#480 God is our refuge
#487 Those days when I don’t say hurry
#492 Encouraging and praying for a friend
#494 Peace and harmony in our home
#501 Love that disciplines
#514 My daughter’s gentle reminder to be thankful
#516 A husband who patiently loves and serves
#523 Taking time to be still, listen to my daughter’s heartbeat, and just hold her
#526 Talking on the phone with Grandma
#527 Riding on Dada’s back
#533 You are working in me, even though my eyes can’t see
#534 I do not journey alone
#566 Your steadfast and unfailing love Ps. 32,33
#576 Singing Crown Him Lord of All
#581 Slowing down to listen and enjoy the sounds of my children playing
#596 Wagon ride through the neighborhood
#607 Our Turtle Sandbox
#616 Time to connect with my hubby as we run and enjoy God’s creation
#617 The peaceful stillness and rhythm as I run
#668 Testifying to God’s provision
#696 Your Grace is sufficient for me
#697 Grace that is greater than all my sin
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