Once again, inspired by Ann, I give thanks publicly, and I wonder at the healing of doing so. For it does inspire wonder to print words that recognize God's graciousness and gifts, and this heavy heart lifted heavenward is lighter with the recognition of His hand in all things. And so, with thanksgiving, I pause in my garden...
:: For the beauty of honeysuckle and snowpeas twining, I thank You, master Artist ::
:: For handfuls of sweet, picked with joyfulness, I thank You, Joygiver ::
:: For the bounty of summer, I thank You, Provider ::
:: For the little one at my side, once fatherless, whose presence in our lives still makes me marvel, I thank You, Father ::