“Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why the unease within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise Him,
my Savior and my God.”
~ Psalm 43:5
Since the middle of September, since the day of the miracle, I haven’t had words and ideas swirling in my mind. No rabbit holes to go down. Wordless for no particular reason.
I’ve baked scones, a flowerless chocolate torte. I’ve patted out hamburgers, grilled hotdogs, cooked spaghetti squash, switched out The Keurig for The Coffee Pot that’s been tucked away because I ran out of pods and need to use up the coffee bags in my freezer.
I’ve helped out with my grandsons during the week. I understand why I didn’t write when my kiddos were little.
My husband works from home, so is the hum of his voice wafts nearby throughout the day.
The army worms ate all our grass in August. We feared it wouldn’t grow back. Army worms were an unknown challenge. Even the landscape pest control experts were unsure. It’s October – and our yard looks Easter lush – so green and gorgeous.
We move through an EveryDay Ordinary that changes as it always has since we’ve been married 38 years. Regardless of the changes, regardless of the challenges, we hold on to each other, remember where we came from, remember where we’re going – and don’t let go of God. who leaves us blessing and encouragement in the daily. We live Hope, Faith and Love in the wait of prayers sent out – decade old prayers, lifetime prayers, just-last-week prayers, today’s prayers. Somehow in it all, when we let Him, God turns the eaten up yard of our life into something Easter lush
When my confidence wobbles, I remember what He’s done. I remember and lift up praise. Praise and Thanks for God’s gracious dealings. . . the generous bounties, compassion lavished, love extravagant.
I thank God for over 35 years of lullabys, of Ten in the Bed, This Old Man, Simple Gifts, Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral, Away in the Manger – and little eyes dropping to sleep.
I thank God for a grandson who says when he doesn’t see me, “I lost you, Muddy,” and tells me, “You’re my sweetheart” and asks me to read to him.
I’m thankful for sons who walk through my kitchen door because they want to – and their sweethearts who want to come, too – and for the hope and trust, for God’s plan when they don’t.
I’m thankful for my Forever Man – and the blessing of each moment together – even when it’s a do-nothing moment, an everyday ordinary moment, a Game Day Saturday Morning moment, even a quiet man moment.
I am thankful time for refreshing – for sunrises, sunsets, time to sit long and talk much, time to read, to walk old and new paths and discover the expected and unexpected blessings along those paths.
No – I don’t have the words for stories or poetry or organized and developed posts right now. . . but I do have Praise and Thanksgiving words.
I praise and thank you God, The Creator of the Universe, The King of All We Know, Our Father who loves us, shepherds us, protects and provides for us, who catches all our tear drops and stores them in a bottle, who remembers us when we fail to remember Him, who handles us so gently, yet goes out to battle forces that would smite us without a thought or care. I praise you Father, that you are a God who wants good for His children – wholesome goodness, wholesome love. I am glad that You understands my heart – the intents within, the efforts without – and that You lead me out of error and darkness into light and truth. What a good! Good Father who is there to take the burdens – man made and those I make myself – to take the weight and the solving of them. I pray that this week, I lay each burden down, each challenge I cannot solve, each heart-ache I cannot mend, each fear I cannot quell – that I lay it all down – in trust, in assurance to live peace and joy in the wait of those prayers sent out, of all those things I cannot overcome on my own. I pray that I walk out that joy, that assurance, that knowledge of whose I am in unwavering belief and loyalty. I am thankful Father that when there are not words for me to tinker with, there are the most important words – Praise-for-You and Thankfulness-for-all-you’ve-done words! Thank you, Father, O Sovereign Lord! Amen.