Monday, July 5, 2010


I grumble from the moment my feet touch the floor, till I briskly walk out the door. Late. It seems an understatement to say, ... again.

The temptation to list a litany of brokeness beckons me. Leave it unspoken. Draw thoughts to the blessings bumped against me today. I want to have the eyes that see. Really see. The ears that discern truly.

The thankfulness perspective...

905.  satirical TV
906.  a boy who knows what he likes
907.  hens laying eggs in cold weather
908.  noticing new things
909.  thoughts calmed
910.  my children forgiving my irritability and tiredness
911.  reading at bedtime
912.  trips to the farm
913.  Nambucca Heads generosity
914.  fearless climbing
915.  compassion

the fearless climber

holy experience


Sarah said...

compassion, truly giving thanks!

Delighted to meet you. Hope you don't mind if I splash around a bit. This looks like a refreshing place to slip off my shoes and soak in thankfulness alongside you.


stacey29lincoln said...

I want to have eyes that see.

That is beautiful! May God give you your heart's desire!


Annesta said...

I love your honesty and your transparency! I join you in gratitude for children who quickly forgive our shortcomings and for bedtime storied.
grace and peace to you

Kath said...

Thanks for dropping in, I love visitors.
I appreciate your encouragement.
love Kath