the sun declared the joy in our hearts from the pink glaze over the sky at dawn, throughout the moments of our day, and right up until the last orange rays setting in the late afternoon. We inflated dozens of balloons and strug a welcome home banner across the front of our home. But God's decorations outshone it all.
the dinner table was complete, and would still have been had we only eaten cereal. Smiling. Tears. Relief. Comfort. Familiarity. Laughter. Rejoicing. Grieving. We celebrated each one as a gift from the Lord.
"call me and I'll answer, be at your side in bad times; I'll rescue you, then throw you a party. "
Psalm 91 MSG
Psalm 91 MSG
ken had done some horticulture stuff in a recreational therapy. I had been bringing those growing, living things home this week to help minimize what we brought home Thursday. one I brought home was a pot full of barely peeking through paper white bulbs. I had brought them home early in the week placing them near some sun, not nearly the bold sun that shone through ken's rehab window. they got the same water. so, I was shocked to see how they shot up, like inches, within 36 hours. I sent a picture to ken...they're really growing. his thoughts back: they love our house.
Oh, that we could be a bit like those paper whites....able to fully flourish and grow now. everyone together at home. we've been working so hard at pushing through the dirt over these past months. hoping that now is a time for maximized growth and blooming.
Thank you for praying ceaselessly. You are a treasure to us.