Psalm 65

When I hurt, when I'm scared, I search high and low for the why.  I look inside and out, rooting out any and everything that may be causing discomfort, agitation, fear and anxiety.  Sometimes, I find a nonexistent source.  I latch on to the "maybe" rabbit trail and away I go.

I dig deep, yet timidly, afraid of what I may find, yet hoping to find something, some explanation.  I want to know the why and where for, the how to and good riddance.  As I mentally traipse to and fro, looking under every rock, in every nook and cranny, I get so caught up in digging, I forget to water.

{9} You care for the land and water it; you enrich it abundantly. The streams of God are filled with water to provide the people with grain, for so you have ordained it.
{10} You drench its furrows and level its ridges; you soften it with showers and bless its crops.
{11} You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance.
{12} The grasslands of the desert overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.
{13} The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with grain; they shout for joy and sing.

But when I give thanks, I am watering; it is refreshment for my soul and causes roots to go deep, strong and sturdy.  I soften and am blessed, in turn I become a blessing.  I overflow with thanksgiving and my little corner of the world is clothed with gladness.  The home my heart is in, sings with joy and gladness.






621. grocery shopping by myself

622. seeing a little girl with super chubby baby legs toddling into the store with her momma

623. fresh fruit

624. good doctor

625. lip & eyebrows freshly waxed {Too Much Information? Well, I am thankful for it}

626. beautiful song

627. Maximilian saying "May I ..."

628. online ordering of library books

629. looking at vintage sheets on Etsy {reminds me of my Grandma Jones}

630. red & white water jugs

631. Marcia's homemade soap

632. Veronica & Anna working in the pasture today shoveling manure

633. trying a recipe that flopped with the family {you never know until you try}

634. my wet hair wrapped up in a bun at the nape of my neck

635. Bridget wanting the towel wrapped around her head like mine

636. Chris watching Quigly Down Under

637. sleeping under the ceiling fan

638. the convenience of a grocery store

639. dr who says we can email instead of making more appts.

640. Maximilian sleeping snuggled up to Chris


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