I'm sitting on the couch on the verge of tears, just soaking in the start of another day.
I feel blessings pressing in on every side.
In Calm My Anxious Heart by Linda Dillow, she talks about true, lasting contentment. My favorite line so far:
Two women looked through the prison barsMy eyes flit from one thing to another in my precious house... precious because of the people I share it with, the blessing it meant to us, the family that lives and cries and makes messes in it.
One saw mud, the other saw stars.
I wait on my boys to get home, excited to see their faces even though it's only been ten minutes.
I feel the presence of Jesus in every hug, ever smile, every tender, frustrating moment we spend together. I love the vision, the purpose, the goal we share here. I hope people find love and comfort here. I have.
I look at my life, and I see stars.
Beautiful, shimmering, glittery, make-the-dark-bright stars.
When you look around, take inventory. Do you see mud, or do you see stars?
The stars are much more dazzling, I promise.