A light was shining when I woke up and I was grumpy at first. "Why did you leave the light on all night?" I asked Ellis. Then I opened my eyes and saw blue sky and puffy clouds out the window and realized the light was coming from the sun. It has been so gray and gloomy -- raining every time we turn around. Minnesota and Iowa have recovered from drought conditions!
We have been sorting through stuff. Deanne is tearing out the core - cleaning and pitching - nothing is safe it seems. In the middle of this I found a prayer book.
In it was a child's prayer --
"Forgive us our trash baskets
- as we forgive those who throw their trash in our baskets."
The more I thought about this the more I smiled. When I am tempted to be disgruntled by what some one else says or does I think about this prayer again. I needed this reminder.
Thank you
Dear God
my heavenly Father!
1 comment:
hehe go Dea! I'm doing the same thing :) I told mom there is a distinct difference between antique and old junk. :) however no one is allowed to touch my mammoth collection of books that is slowly taking over the house. :)
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