Happy Valentine's Day Y'all!
Yes, It's another day of hearts and flowers. (See blog post from February 14, 2013 for hearts and flowers reference.) Being a Friday I slept late today, didn't get out of bed until 6:30 a.m. As I lay awake doing my morning thank-you-Lord-and-help-me-thru-this-day prayer, I found myself being thankful for the blessings of love I have daily.
It's been such a stressful week. May I say for the umpteenth time in this blog that "the old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be". It's just several days of busy, concerns, and stress. At the top of the list is the fact that my mother took a fall early Monday and, along with my dad, chose to not tell anyone. By Wednesday, I found out accidentally from her. (Be careful, your sins WILL find you out.) After hours at her walk in clinic, it was determined that there was a good chance a hairline fracture had occurred in her wrist. Yesterday's trip to the orthopedic doctor merited a remedy for now of wearing the splint for a dozen more days, then returning for another X-ray. I will admit that this somehow helped relieve my concern as I, the queen of past hand problems and splints, know firsthand that one can continue on with life successfully wearing a splint. At least she didn't break an arm, shoulder, or worse.
As I left my physical therapy late yesterday and stopped at the store for my parents' groceries, I was surprised to see a full parking lot. Then as I entered the store, it was obvious why. I had forgotten the date. The majority of the customers were in the card section and heart decorated cupcakes, flowers, and balloons were everywhere. I, of course, had no need of these. (See blog post from February 14, 2018, remember?) :)
So here I am, up after my prayer and a realization that I have love everywhere in my life. This love brings me joy immeasurable, even in times of pain, concern, and stress. A husband whom I have spent 41 Valentine's Days with, a sweet caring beautiful daughter, a fine son-in-law, a sassy stubborn sweet grand baby, the love of an extended family, wonderful caring friends, a comfortable home where I feel love, a spirit filled church where I can worship, and most of all a heavenly Father who loves unconditionally are many of my loves this day.
To wrap it up, I wanted to share some of these blessings as I know you love the pictures...
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I want to end this post to share words from one of The Husband's favorite church songs. It goes like this:
Could we with ink the ocean fill and were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill and every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole, though stretched from sky to sky.
Oh love of God how rich and pure, how measureless and strong.
It shall forever more endure, the saints and angels song.
That, my friends, is the greatest love of all.
Consider....
Yes, It's another day of hearts and flowers. (See blog post from February 14, 2013 for hearts and flowers reference.) Being a Friday I slept late today, didn't get out of bed until 6:30 a.m. As I lay awake doing my morning thank-you-Lord-and-help-me-thru-this-day prayer, I found myself being thankful for the blessings of love I have daily.
It's been such a stressful week. May I say for the umpteenth time in this blog that "the old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be". It's just several days of busy, concerns, and stress. At the top of the list is the fact that my mother took a fall early Monday and, along with my dad, chose to not tell anyone. By Wednesday, I found out accidentally from her. (Be careful, your sins WILL find you out.) After hours at her walk in clinic, it was determined that there was a good chance a hairline fracture had occurred in her wrist. Yesterday's trip to the orthopedic doctor merited a remedy for now of wearing the splint for a dozen more days, then returning for another X-ray. I will admit that this somehow helped relieve my concern as I, the queen of past hand problems and splints, know firsthand that one can continue on with life successfully wearing a splint. At least she didn't break an arm, shoulder, or worse.
As I left my physical therapy late yesterday and stopped at the store for my parents' groceries, I was surprised to see a full parking lot. Then as I entered the store, it was obvious why. I had forgotten the date. The majority of the customers were in the card section and heart decorated cupcakes, flowers, and balloons were everywhere. I, of course, had no need of these. (See blog post from February 14, 2018, remember?) :)
So here I am, up after my prayer and a realization that I have love everywhere in my life. This love brings me joy immeasurable, even in times of pain, concern, and stress. A husband whom I have spent 41 Valentine's Days with, a sweet caring beautiful daughter, a fine son-in-law, a sassy stubborn sweet grand baby, the love of an extended family, wonderful caring friends, a comfortable home where I feel love, a spirit filled church where I can worship, and most of all a heavenly Father who loves unconditionally are many of my loves this day.
To wrap it up, I wanted to share some of these blessings as I know you love the pictures...
I want to end this post to share words from one of The Husband's favorite church songs. It goes like this:
Could we with ink the ocean fill and were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill and every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole, though stretched from sky to sky.
Oh love of God how rich and pure, how measureless and strong.
It shall forever more endure, the saints and angels song.
That, my friends, is the greatest love of all.
Consider....
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