Today was a good day and the moon was beautiful on tonight.
We ran errands early and were home by lunch time…I pan fried a few baby golds from the garden and a ear of corn to share. Also some polish sausage w/sauerkraut and a massive salad…Mr wanted a little treat from the corner store, a sort of icee. He has been so good at drinking his water lately that I couldn’t refuse. He drove himself and gased up my vehicle while I prepared lunch. I noticed he was a little winded when he returned.
During the day we shared stories as always and has lots of laughs. I am thinking on tomorrow that we might make our way to the water and enjoy some views as well as the fresh air…we haven’t done that in a few weeks now.
It will be different on tomorrow because he won’t be fighting with the wind to assure that no cigar smoke comes my way. I’m so proud of him…and thankful. I am also thankful that peace is our portion.
Being so, I share with you, G our peace lily. I had offered him to a woman who I felt was in need of peace, as a prophetic gesture…she seemed so excited as I spoke to her about gifting it to her, smiling from ear-to-ear, but after several attempts at contacting her and no response, I just left it alone.
How often we have our own plans…and how often we soon find out that they have nothing to do with God’s Plan.
Still all is well with my soul. Blessings Abounding, Vetta