Today I am thankful for coffee and books. For a safe drive across four states in the rain. For the giggles I heard upon pulling into a driveway where Pappy and Grams stood waiting, waving. For a family tree that branches out all over the country into so many hearts.
Pies are baking in a cozy kitchen where I sit, inhaling, listening to music and children playing, staring at slats of sunlight on antique wood. I catch words in a song, "there's beauty here and I miss there", and I'm thankful that this place, this peace, this joy, this beauty is but a taste. It is Thanksgiving, and blessings are magnified, and He is magnified.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
just a taste
Today I am thankful for coffee and books. For a safe drive across four states in the rain. For the giggles I heard upon pulling into a driveway where Pappy and Grams stood waiting, waving. For a family tree that branches out all over the country into so many hearts.
Pies are baking in a cozy kitchen where I sit, inhaling, listening to music and children playing, staring at slats of sunlight on antique wood. I catch words in a song, "there's beauty here and I miss there", and I'm thankful that this place, this peace, this joy, this beauty is but a taste. It is Thanksgiving, and blessings are magnified, and He is magnified.
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