This weekend brought us closer to fall yet with glimpses of summer. If you are blessed to live in WNC then you know what I mean when I say if you don’t like the weather just wait 10 minutes because it will change. We started our morning heading in different directions. Davis and I set out for the Eblen charity walk. It quickly turned into a full on marathon for Davis and our choice of long sleeves and jeans quickly became a disaster. So, I made a note to either leave Davis at home next year or put on the running shorts!
You see that blue balloon? Yes, I also carried that the entire walk/run.. sprint! I have to say, each time he took my hand and begged me to run I secretly loved it. I love it when that boy grabs my hand. Oh, who am I kidding… I love it when any of my boys grab my hand. All of that leads me to this…
I was up very late reading up on a friend of mine. Her name is Kara Tippetts and she has even shared here before. I’ve been following along with her journey since the beginning, but tonight I found myself not only reading and listening along, but raising my hands and worshipping God. Here it is past 2am and I still can’t seem to quiet my spirit. I haven’t gone into the details of the past few weeks with you all but it has been a struggle. But, I found myself listening to the broadcast that Kara did with James Dobson and somehow pieces of the hard that I’ve been dealing with started to fit together. And then, she said words that made me look back on my day and smile at the little things. She also put laundry into perspective for me (and all of the other simple day to day tasks we sometimes begrudgingly do).
And then I found myself at an article that she shared that was about… holding hands. That article stirred my soul yet again and reminded me of this post I wrote for Matthew last year. Needless to say, I sat here weeping, worshiping and thanking God for the little moments. For the sweaty jeans, sweaty hands, tired bodies, the stumbled upon car show, the bbq and for mornings with my oldest where we pray and praise God for his mercy and love.
So, around these parts, we have a lot to be thankful for and a lot of memories yet to be made. And our little family is working together every day learning to lean on God’s everlasting truths and love.