I never thought I'd be one to wait for Monday. Expectantly wait.
I've always been a weekend kind of girl.
Since meeting the Gratitude Community, Monday has taken on a whole new meaning. One that is evolving for me still.
I'm reading One Thousand Gifts. Her words transport me to a very quiet and still place. And in her small and humble voice, I hear Him speak loudly.
Eucharisteo.
I've only scratched the surface here. I cannot yet speak of it intelligently. I don't know if I'll ever be able to explain it.
My greatest hope is to practice it.
you type the words right from the tip of my thoughts, Dear One :)
ReplyDeletei am thankful for this part of the journey - filled with expectancy for the next moment of praise; counted, recorded, appreciated, enjoyed...
the learning, going deeper to a greater understanding, a greater appeciation... the transformation as there is more of Him in this... i hear it echo, Eucharisteo.
praising Him for the gift of you. ((missing you here))
amen friend...i've been writing little blips to go along with Bloom Book Club...it's like i'm walking through my life and then, just, seeing thanks, eucharisteo, proceed the miracle:) so glad you are my friend on this journey!
ReplyDeleteHello Dear One,
ReplyDeleteHappy Monday. Happy Valentine's Day. I am anticipating your sharing of His gifts this day... as each time it's a gift to me, Dear One :)
because your way is the bestest:
lymywy,
-tobitha-