Saturday was the most fulfilling day, beginning with another refreshing walk in the crisp morning air. The boys and I, later, went to
a local Bazaar just out of town. It was small, very small, but sweet and quiet and comfortable. I have a few special finds that I gathered there and will share those with you in the days to come...I promise this. As we were getting ready to leave the Bazaar, Lucien tugged at me and kept mumbling something about wanting to watch the snow. Well, that's what I heard...it made me giggle because I had no idea what he was thinking.
a local Bazaar just out of town. It was small, very small, but sweet and quiet and comfortable. I have a few special finds that I gathered there and will share those with you in the days to come...I promise this. As we were getting ready to leave the Bazaar, Lucien tugged at me and kept mumbling something about wanting to watch the snow. Well, that's what I heard...it made me giggle because I had no idea what he was thinking.As we walked out the door, he turned to me with GREAT hesitation. He was not budging through the door to the outside world until I was clearly understanding him. "But, mommy, I don't want to go without watching the snow."
"The snow?" I asked him. "What? - No, the show." he replied. "What show?" I asked. "The show you said we would see here."It wasn't until later tin the afternoon that I'd finally understand why he thought I said that there would be a show there. Apparently I must have called the Bazaar a craft SHOW :)
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Today, as every day, I am thankful for words and communication. I am thankful for the ability to describe what I feel and see and hear and taste, touch, smell, understand - how I think and mostly for the Words that feed me.
Did you know that there are such Words? Words that feed you. There are. They feed your inner spirit, the soul - the you that hungers inside; you know, that place that feels so empty sometimes and you just can't do anything about it? It's that hunger for more that never quite finds it's filling. Even though I also struggle sometimes to realize that the hunger I am feeling is for God's Word and not more of this or that, I do know that these are the ONLY Words that fill my soul to overflowing. Really.
Father, how absolutely wonderful and precious are words - good words, even if they're misunderstood like in wanting to see a show or watch the snow. Words create a smile upon needy faces, a sparkle of appreciation and encouragement in our hearts, love to linger and absorb. Words are nearly all that I feel I am made of and Words - Your Words are the only Ones that fill my life to completion. I am truly thankful that Your Word prevails throughout all generations and will continue on. Bless those who may not find Your Word with the truth of life. May the find You in ways that only You can reach to them, Father. I know that not one will be left without a touch of Your Word in their lives. Thank You, Father, for this perfectly lived Saturday and thank You for every Word from You. I love YOU.



On August 21, 2008, my mother stepped into her Heavenly Home.




5 encouraging comments:
The pics are so amazing...but even greater is your heartfelt post. Thank you for sharing your heart that is always hungry for His Word. "Come and taste that the Lord is good." Blessings.
Thank you, Rosel. For each time you visit, I receive the taste of goodness in your encouraging words :)
Blessings and love to you, sister.
Hi Heather... I just wanted to stop by and say "THANK YOU" for joining me in 30 Days of Thanksgiving! I've enjoyed reading through your posts and especially love what you shared with me and through yesterday's post about the glow bug... yep... that's us letting the glow of God shine in and through us! May your heart continue to overflow with thanksgiving the next 22 days and all the days to come! Lord bless you...
Karla
Heather, this is such a great insight about communication and understanding and love. I enjoyed it very much.
I love your photos of the white fuzzy plant. I've never seen one of those before. I want to touch it.
I was just out and about and took shots of a milk weed also. they are beautiful. as is your post. words are so important. great post Heather!
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