it's not monday but i figure it's never too late to give thanks.
several weeks have passed since His gifts have spilled onto my keyboard. two difficult weeks in many ways...
a few saturdays ago we drove... windows down, breathing in the crisp fall air, sun beams illuminating two toddlers as their sing-song laughter rang out loud. (all of the above mentioned things swelling my heart with thanks). and just like that.... it could have happened.
they could have been gone.
we all could have been gone.
days earlier, this hypothetical tragedy was a devastating reality for a family of five.
a man & his wife, their three small children, all under the age of 7. the girls were students at my school...each attended our Head Start program over the last few years.
just this morning i attended a grave side service for a newborn baby named kaiya. her twin sister, kaidyn, is in the NICU fighting to live. in the words of the pastor, may our prayers storm the throne of grace on behalf of baby kaidyn. thank you for remembering the walkers in prayer as you give thanks today.
... just like that, the sun beams are brighter, the air a bit crisper, the songs and squeals of children even more precious...
why does it take suffering to embrace the ordinary?
The God who made the world and all things in it, since He is Lord of heaven and earth, does not dwell in temples made with hands; or is He served by human hands, as though He needed anything, since He Himself gives to all people life and breath and all things; and He made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined their appointed times and the boundaries of their habitation, that they would seek God, if perhaps they might grope for Him and find Him, though He is not far from each one of us...
acts 17:24-27
may we find Him in the ordinary today
with a thankful heart
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