Even in my darkest hour,
Through the sorrow and the pain,
I will sing; I will praise…
~ I will Sing (Don Moen)
3 Gifts Curled
310. The sons curled up in bed.
311. My hair.
312. Pencil shavings.
3 Gifts Yellow
313. A yellow leaf.
314. Turmeric powder.
315. Yellow flowers along the highway.
3 Gifts of Stone
316. Stones fitted at our church entrance.
317. The stone that was rolled away.
318. Jesus, my Cornerstone.
3 Gifts Hanging Down
319. A ceiling fan.
320. Leafy branches.
321. Chandeliers in a display window.
3 Gifts Learned
322. Diligence from the ant.
323. Hindi Rhymes with my sons.
324. The importance of trusting in God, while I’m waiting.
3 Gifts Musical
325. A new praise song the sons taught us.
326. My husband playing the guitar during family prayer.
327. Singing “He’s still working on me” and the sons echoing “On Me!”.
3 Gifts Baked
328. Bread.
329. Cookies.
330. A pineapple upside down cake, baked by my husband’s colleague.
A Gift in Light, Dark, Shadow
331. Sons practicing writing, in the radiance of a tube light.
332. Travelling in the dark to a friend’s new home.
333. Shadows on the highway, cast by the clouds floating above.
3 Gifts of Story
334. Catching up with a friend after 5 years.
335. A match-making story unfolding before our eyes.
336. The sons giving us driving directions to their school.
3 Gifts Understated
337. Our home.
338. God’s love, words could never be enough to explain it.
339. The effect of change.
A Gift High, Low, Far Away
340. Cloudy skies.
341. Rain water puddles.
342. A dream destination.
Are you in the habit of counting your blessings? I mean, literally counting them 1, 2, 3… Would you consider joining me on this journey? Would you dare to live fully, right where you are?
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