Arriving in Virginia late last night, we were greeted by lots of smiling little faces as cousins reconnected and we all exclaimed how much everyone had grown. My sister and family live close to D.C., so the plan was to do plenty of sightseeing during our holiday week.
But things took an unexpected turn this morning when I fell down the stairs. (Yeah, me, a grown woman, falling down the stairs!!) As I lay moaning and groaning at the bottom in a heap, the first thought running through my head was, "But I wanted to see the White House!" My sister reassured me as she held my swelling ankle that I still would get to see it even if she has to push me around in a wheelchair. We'll be heading out soon to the doctor, but I want to take a moment and give thanks. It could have been a lot worse.
Giving thanks for these gifts:
- warm winter coats
- helpful little hands waiting on my every need
- a sense of humor
- good times with family
- laughter and more laughter
- medical care readily available
- safety and protection on the road
- brisk fall weather
- being still with God
Not sure what the Lord has in mind for me this week. But I think I'll have more time than usual to listen.
"Be still and know that I am God." (somewhere in the Psalms)