Friday, 13 September 2013

Of Seven Blessings

This week is short and sweet. Thank my early exams...

Surprises - I had a lovely (I am sarcastic...) Friday. My hurt spirit was very much gladdened, however, when I arrived home from work to find my cousin cutting tomatoes in the kitchen. (Well that certainly put gauze on my wound.) And I am not sarcastic there: It was the best. I can't really say anything more except that you realize how much a person's pure presence means to you when you're unraveled.

School Planning - I get excited thinking about what is yet to come. The best, right? But that includes working up. Taking pre-requisites. Doing every little thing. As long as I don't forget where I get my energy, right? My help is in the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth!

Letters - One of our family friends' daughter wrote me a letter. It was short, it was sweet, and it was encouraging to receive a note from someone who looks up to me. It reminds me of what I used to be; a person looking up to a college student. Now I'm that college student, and I was officially encouraged by thoughtfulness. 

Savings - I needed a few new fall pieces for my wardrobe, and so I checked out a little shop. I discovered five select high-end pieces that will all match with one another or something I already own, and to my delight, some pieces were 50% off! I am very careful about what I buy now that I am working, which means that although it may not seem like a "big deal," I was very jubilant when I walked back to the car with five quality items costing under $20.00.

Discussing - Life plans. With my parents. I am so very blessed and thankful to have extraordinary parents who have such varied life experiences. We always have something to talk about! And their advice? Priceless. 

Homemade Peach & Plum Cobbler - Enough said. 

Rain - Since it has been dry, our once lush grass is slightly brittle and faded, and the greenery protrudes only from the spaces where we water intentionally to promote growth (the garden, the flowers around the lawn's trees, and the civilized ones around the mailbox). It's a tedious job, watering, and directly before one of us (usually my siblings or I) went to bestow life-giving liquid upon those beauteous Eukaryota-celled organisms, it drizzled. And dripped. And dropped. It rained, and  is still raining now. Not only does our thirsty ground get one of the gentlest, refreshing drinks, but we get to go to sleep to the sound of drip-drip drop. 

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