We took the day off.
We finished our chores.
My farmer hooked up the outside part of the new boiler and we decided to go for a drive.
The balmy 70° weather made us giddy-ok, that may be a stretch.
But we intentionally chose to be together and leave the work.
This is hard for my farmer.
Yet he so enjoys these moments.
So, we drove.
We talked, a bit.
Until I fell asleep.
There is something about sunshine in a moving car that lulls me into slumber.
It always has.
Maybe because I struggle with carsickness, sleep was a default.
Or maybe it’s because the quiet, the sunshine, the movement are all a perfect recipe.
I woke as we neared our destination.
We enjoyed a visit with a friend.
The view was so peaceful and tranquil.
My soul felt refreshed and renewed.
We finished our visit and headed back to the farm grateful for the time spent.
Of course, the trip couldn’t be complete without a stop at the tractor dealer!
What’s a trip off the farm if we can’t look at equipment!
I love these moments.
They’re so few and far between.
I could have lamented all day about the state of our yard and no heat.
Instead, we chose to find the joy despite the chaos.
This journey of gratitude takes intentionality.
A choice to find those moments.
It is not an avoidance or a distraction.
Instead, it is purposeful seeking of the moments that bring a shift in perspective.
We only have the time given to us on this earth.
We can squander that time and walk in anger and bitterness.
Or we can live free in the grace of Jesus.
I am working on this.
Looking, seeking, with all my heart.
30 Days of Thankfulness
I am thankful for
A yard in disarray
Financial restrictions that cause us to be creative
kids that are close by
hot coffee in my mug
friends that encourage us to take time away
the delightful breeze blowing
the sound of my dad’s wind chime
the time change
the sound of the wind in the trees
the glow of the first rays of sunshine reaching over the mountain
a new day
the stillness in the morning, the pause before the rush of the day
conversations with my farmer in the early morning hours
the hope of the resurrection and one day, all will be healed and made right