Well it's Saturday and that usually means a good day; even those Saturdays when I have to get up with the chickens, get dressed and be off to a distant meeting of Methodist Men somewhere. But this happens to be one of those blessed Saturdays when neither of us has to jump up and run off. We can sit, talk, have our devotional time, enjoy good coffee and ease into the day.
But this particular Saturday is a count your blessings day. Since God gave me the best woman he ever made, I have to have one of those on a regular basis anyway. But today I am marveling that we actually, for the first time ever I think, got to see part of my family and part of hers in the same seven day period. My first reaction was "Surely the end is near." But then I realized God had worked that out to make me understand how blessed I am.
First a weekend with my little big sister and her husband, both in the 80s category but still in pretty good health. How wonderful to see them, have them enjoy the joy that is WUMC and see some of our new surroundings. Then a few quick days in Georgia for Jenny's mom's 84th birthday, also in pretty good health. Time well spent with a "seasoned" generation. But also time watching Jenny's sister and her husband interacting with their two way-too-cute redheaded grandsons ages 7 and 2 - a generation of family for whom all that God will do with and through them is still unknown.
Then back home to the big family where no real crisis had taken place while we were gone and little Libby Lou Who, our cat who tore through the house like a crazy person, so glad we were home. "God is good all the time...and all the time God is good." But some days are just better than others.......:)
Blessings..............
