It's a habit I cannot give up.
sunlight streaming through windows
the smell, texture and sight of lemons
used book stores
gentle answers
friends and food at the table
eyes and ears to people watch
leftovers
my husband, Oh my husband!
kids waving palm branches
kids singing His praises
lying in fresh linens
bedtime reading
simplification
the beginning of Holy Week
Man of Sorrows
Prince of Peace
Savior
sweet gifts...blessings~
ReplyDeleteLoved reading your blessings, Kara. Thank you for stopping by my blog today!
ReplyDeleteamen. i too cannot give up the gift of the habit of counting my blessings... thank you for remembering me to the depth of this truth... thank you for spurring me on in the face of excuses.... thank you for your faithfulness and love, Dear One.
ReplyDeleteand such wonderful, beautiful gifts too (:
Love you,
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I agree about lemons. I think they are so beautiful, and a bowl of them is a treasure, as good as any art...
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