Sitting…on my back porch.
Drinking…coffee, black. Guzzling is more like it. I’m about to put on a second pot; it’s that kind of morning already.
Watching…the puppy destroy one of her toys. She is making a mess!
Thinking…I should be working on a grocery list so as to get to the store and back before the forecasted storms hit.
Procrastinating…as is usual.
Moving…rather slowly this morning.
Pondering…the sovereignty of God and how it is both a mystery and a comfort. I don’t understand it but I rest and rejoice in it!
Remembering…the tornado that hit our town almost a year ago
Experiencing…a burst of gardening fervor. I hung ferns on my front porch and even planted some flowers, both of which are highly unusual for me, at least in recent years.
Loving…my church. Last night we grilled hamburgers and hot dogs and enjoyed dinner on the grounds right there in our parking lot. We had a great time! I so love the fellowship and unity we enjoy as sisters and brothers bound together by covenant and our love for our Savior. And we are continuing to welcome new members; the Lord is so good!
Wondering…what boldness would look like in my very ordinary, middle class, small town, stay at home mom life. What does it mean, in my context, to live a life of reckless, abandoned faith?
Contemplating…painting my kitchen cabinets. White? Black? Glaze? Somebody stop me! I haven’t and I probably shouldn’t but I can’t stop speculating. Am I crazy? Yes, yes, I am.
Putting…on that second pot of coffee now…