Days Off

 

One of my most favorite things to do on a day off -

Is spending a morning in the local Goodwill perusing the many books!

The sideways tilt of my head for half an hour or so doesn't feel so good, but is worth it.

Some days the finds are better than others, but it thrills me just to look at books!

This weeks finds include one for Jalyn, one for Joshua, and others for me!

 

And the prices are delightfully cheap!

 

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Mornings

I love mornings...

I so do.

I am off school for the rest of the week, and the kiddos too.

4 whole days of not having not having to run out the door early.

And the happiest thing about that is, getting to savor my most favorite time of the day.

In my favorite morning time spot.

Soaking in scriptures and coffee,

and reviving my weary soul.

"On the day I called, you answered me, my strength of soul you increased."

Psalm 138:3

I so love the way mornings offer promise.

A brand new day, a clean slate.

Sparkling like the morning sun off leaves.

When I make the time to face Him,

I can be like this tree.

Reflecting the light.

Mornings make even Blue's path, drenched in the night's rain,

a sparkling path.

All is green and fresh and bright.

The skies seem bluer and clearer.

And I begin to realize, it's not just because it's morning that all seems clearer.

Could it be instead, that I, like the grass and the trees and the path,

were dry -  needing a good soaking?

That I too needed to clear the clouds and feed this soul?

That when I fill first with Him, in the morning, everyday could be like this?!

I Come to the Table

"He humbled you, causing you to hunger and feeding you with manna,

which neither you nor your fathers had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord."

Deut. 8:3

I get the bigger ones off to school.

Get myself ready, check emails, study a bit of pharmacology.

Get the little one up and bring him to school.

Stop off at the store, pick up ingredients for this evenings dinner.

Get home, put groceries away, start dishwasher and washing machine.

Feed dogs and take little one out for a bit.

All morning I feel the pull.  I feel the hunger.  I know just what I need.

So I come.  Hungry and empty.

I light a candle.

I set the table.  A feast for my soul.  Nourishment like no other.

"Men ate angels' food;  He sent them food to the full."

Ps. 78:25

I dig in, because I have tasted and know that only God can fill and change and grow and strengthen.  

"Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God."

Matt 4:4

We may try to fill ourselves with all sorts of "good things", but eventually that emptiness comes back.  And just as the Israelites had to gather manna every morning, we too have to come often - to His table.  To eat of of what only He can give.

"You also gave Your good Spirit to instruct them,  And did not withhold Your manna from their mouth, And gave them water for their thirst."

Neh. 9:20

And when I am fed and full, I pray that the overflow is used by Him.

That He gives me what I can give away.

I recently discovered a great app (ESVBible) or website -  www.esvbible.org . 

 You can read the bible, take notes, highlight,

and the coolest part to me is that you can click "listen" and it will read it to you.