My Blank Slate

I have nothing…a big blank slate.
My mind is tripping over invisible thoughts.
It has been a week.
Kenny G is whispering out some beautiful calming tunes as I sit here and reflect. Gratitude comes to mind.
The cooler weather is a welcomed change and with it has come the ease of a new season; one of a more relaxed and gentle nature. It is cool and quiet. The mighty One is so good. He has showered many blessings all around.

A bounty of food was spread at church yesterday, everyone enjoying each other’s company at a crowded table full of love. Awesome food, good camaraderie, and desserts to die for…no hurries, no worries...slow and easy.
It was a homecoming…
122 years of praising God. The message was brought from a former member who had grown up in the church. A mere child of God now called to preach His words. Through him we were able to listen and learn how to become mighty men and women for Christ. Through our strength, risk taking, accomplishments, love and passion; we can become that warrior; even though we are sinners.
Strength- I am weak
A risk taker- I am not
Accomplishments- a few, not many, nothing to brag about
Love- some people are just plain hard to love
Passion- some, but not enough.
I admit my faults, I question my heart, I have a lot of work to do...
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But for today I am thankful. Thankful for the small unnoticed things that we often take for granted...like milk in the frig, a slice of bread, electricity, and a warm bed. Soap…yes I am thankful for that good ole stuff that keeps me clean! And…

finger licking goodness
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the dapple playing across written words
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laughter of playing children
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lunch with a precious niece
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curtains flowing ever so gently
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afternoon slumbers
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listening to Holly talk and talk and talk and talk and talk
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snuggles under old worn quilts
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a slamming screen door
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that phone call that delivers an answered prayer of good news
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when I smile and you smile back
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hand written recipes of Grannie’s
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oven roasted corn in the shuck
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sitting on my porch

Well now, how did I do for filling my blank slate? My invisible thoughts turned to real meaningful things around me...simple things really.  ~The ever present beauty of the day. ~Sunshine giving gentle warmth. ~A jovial soul. ~That welcomed phone call from way over that way…all of this and more, brings happy gratitude.

~Thank you dear Lord…

What would you write upon your blank slate?

"Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it."

William Arthur Ward

Got to go buy some milk now…I’m out!