Blogging has been hit or miss for me this summer, so it's been a while since I joined the Friday's Fave Five crowd. Writing FFF posts gives me the opportunity to illuminate the positive parts of the week. It is a touchstone of sorts, especially when the week has been as dark as this one with multiple horrific events. I'm not turning my back on what's been happening. I am stepping up my involvement in groups that demand reasonable, sensible, serious gun control. However, the key to contributing to a peaceful existence -- and that is something I can do -- is to stay centered in God's grace as much as possible. Here are some moments that stood out this week.
Evening porch time with Lilly ~ One evening, I had settled in my favorite chair in the living room with a book, and Lilly came in from the back porch, obviously wanting me to go outside. I wondered what she had found, and if she could talk she would have been saying, "C'mon! Let's go!!" Out on the deck, she danced around the porch swing, and with my book in hand I sat down. She jumped up beside me -- unusual for her -- and rolled on her back for a belly rub. It was a perfectly gorgeous evening, and she obviously wanted me outside. I read for an hour while she stretched at the end of the patio to oversee the long shadows on the lawn and the last light of day peeking through the trees.
Water aerobics with the Beatles ~ On Wednesday, our class exercised under a clear blue sky, splashing in the pool to a Beatles play list. It was a great way to start the day. I felt like I was 20 years old wearing a bikini again, although the reality was quite different!
Mornings with Dan ~ For years, my summer mornings have meant coffee and reading devotionals on the back porch. This is the first summer that Dan joins me out there every morning, a time that I've longed to share with him.
Enough ~ The feeling that what we have - our small house, all the necessities, a simple life - is enough.
A new calendar ~ I start with a new planner every September. It's a throwback to the time when the academic year was my "new year." I can't seem to get that out of my system, and I really don't want to. September is a beautiful month for beginnings.
Wishing you peace, and eyes to see your moments of grace,