Tuesday, April 12, 2011


A jar with no home, no meaning, no purpose, no lid...


A batch of home made brown sugar, no place to rest, be safe, be sealed, a way to stay fresh...



A refuge, a place, a reason to keep on going.


A simple blessing sends a whisper of Thanks.

Kindness exchanged, touches me deeply.

A neighbor remembers a date, a date that was mentioned in passing.


A banker who has become my friend goes above and beyond the duty of her job.

{Full of Thankfulness}

A card was not enough a gift was out of reach


It all came together.

Lord, let me recognize my life rightly: rightly see, rightly think, rightly thank.

“When he was at the table with them, he took bread,

gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them.

Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him”

Luke 24:30-31

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