Covered in grace,
Having consumed too much caffeine earlier today, er, I mean Saturday, and by nature, being an oil burning night owl, I find myself sitting here in the quiet of my new, little, blue ceilinged french dining room, turned music room, turned office, listening to the gentle patter of the rain falling on dried tendrils of grass that so desperately needed sustenance, trying to write a one sentence post at 3:25 in the a.m.
It feels rather cozy to be sitting here in this place that has now become my space, letting the rain soak into my soul as it stirs up possibilities of things to come on this adventure I call writing.
Sitting here feels right. This space has me wrapped in the soft cotton of creativity just bursting at the seams. Or, it could just be the Mountain Dew talking. I am embracing the change and settling in to a new rhythm. Once the transition is more complete I will share the wherefores and why so’s with you.
For now, I just wanted to see how the writing felt. Here. Under the blue ceiling, with the rain just outside my window.
Soaking in Grace,
I haven’t done a Weekend Toss for awhile, so thought I’d share a few thoughts with you today. A little late in the day, but still the weekend. Enjoy!
Also, remember the Magnum ice-cream commercial? The one in which the beautiful girl, who is stuck in a traffic jam, climbs over cars to get to the ice-cream truck for a Magnum bar. I know how she feels. I may not know how she looks, but I know how she feels. Some days are just Magnum Ice-cream kind of days. I just ate a Magnum bar and they are pure heaven. Expensive. But worth the splurge once in a while. Kroger had them on sale earlier this week. I bought two boxes (three to a box). I shared with Rocky. You probably need one. You can thank me later.
Finally, some food for thought (because aren’t we always trying to re-invent ourselves) Just be who you are supposed to be.
For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
Weekending in Grace,
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
Today I have nothing profound to say. I feel suspended between. I watch it raining down and am reminded that he brings refreshment to our souls. He makes all things new. And maybe that thought alone is enough profoundness for one day.
Raining in Grace,